Refurbishment: Turning Waste into Treasure

"and many more!"

Old Liu was a little anxious, he tried his best, and the five people worked hard all night to cover up, but they were finally recognized. There was nothing to say, but such a large amount of goods could not be smashed into his own hands: "Boss Xu, you It turned out to be collected in the market, not also the original and domestic ones, they are all the same."

"It is indeed the same!"

Xu Fan stopped and didn't deny it. He took a meaningful look and said with a smile, "But what's the ratio I'll take? 7:3... Whether it's a scrapped battery or a scrapped screen, the original one accounts for 7%. Only 30% are made in China!”

"Where are you here? Is there a 2:8? I'm afraid there isn't?" Xu Fan asked his soul to torture.

"Don't 2:8, thank goodness for 1:9!"

He Dong continued to add firewood and fire, but also had a very uncomfortable tone in his heart: "This is really enough, so many domestically scrapped batteries and domestically scrapped screens are in batches, and the purchase price is probably 1 yuan per kilogram of batteries. None of them, each screen is not worth 1 yuan, right?"

This price is not a misrepresentation!

If there are batches of domestic products, people will only give you such an offer!

Of course!

For those who have suffered from red eye disease, they don't care about this, Lao Liu and the other five bought it at the original market price, and even improved it for the purpose of sweeping the goods.

Scrap the battery 3 yuan / 1 catties, scrapped screen 3 yuan / 1!

Raise the price to buy, otherwise it is impossible to get so much in just a few days.

But they are not stupid. This is for the price with a higher proportion of the original screen. If the whole batch is made in China, they will come at the market price.

For those with a high proportion of domestic products, the scrapped battery is 2.5 yuan per kilogram, and the scrapped screen is 2 yuan per 1 piece!

There is one thing that He Dong is right, a 1:9 ratio would be good.

Well, the real situation is the 1:9 ratio.

Among the more than 500,000 batteries, there are only about 50,000 batteries, and the screen is only more than 30,000. This is probably the reason why they can't cover up too much. Because there are too few original ones, they are divided into so many. The box, you can't hide it if you want to cover it up.

"This is something we did inappropriately, we admit it!"

Lao Liu is an extremely courageous person, able to bend and stretch, and put his words directly on the bright side: "But no matter what, this is a good business, isn't it? Anyway, Boss Xu... You are also taking it back for recycling, really want to Speaking of which, the difference is not that big.”

"The difference is not big, but with such a high ratio, do you really think the people above me will still charge me at the original price?"

Xu Fan sneered, but also didn't give a good face: "You said...if I don't know, I will take this batch of goods and ship them over, and they will also pay me at the original price, and finally find this situation, guess what? Sample?"

"What's the matter? Boss Liu is cutting off my channels and money? It's like killing my mother and father, don't you know?" Xu Fan's last words were calm, but everyone could hear the anger burning.

This hatred!

The knot is big!

This is the core meaning of the expression.

"This... we're sorry!"

Mr. Liu knew very well that he had to stand still and be scolded, in order to sell the goods: "Look at this, we will lose some at the market price."

"Ha ha!"

"Fanzi, go!" He Dong was also speechless.

Having already arrived at this place, I still think that I will only lose a little, and more importantly, there is that face to speak.

"Boss Liu, I have to say... Your face is really not that big!"

Xu Fan was also shocked by such shamelessness, he didn't even say hello, he followed He Dong and was about to leave.

"The battery is 1 yuan per kilogram, and the screen is 1 yuan per pc!" Lao Liu was even more anxious.

"Go, what else is there to say?"

When He Dong saw Xu Fan stop and pull, he forcefully pulled people away: "Even if there is a profit, we can't do this business."

"Yes!" Xu Fan really wanted to give He Dong a thumbs up, but now there are a lot of them, but they are moving a little slower than before.

"5 cents, all 5 cents!"

Old Liu caught up with the first few steps, gritted his teeth and reported the price, and hurriedly added another sentence: "This matter... We owe a big favor, what do you think, Boss Xu?"

"Your favors are worthless, at least it's like this with me!"

Xu Fan stopped and stopped, without turning his body, he paused for half a second, as if hesitating, and finally made a decision: "I don't care if it's 10 cents a piece, I don't care if I spend money to pull these things back and throw them away, let them go. This lesson is more profound, so that it can be deeply remembered in the future.”

Buying it back and throwing it away is definitely an unforgettable lesson for a lifetime.

"Three hairs!"

"..."

Xu Fan didn't even respond, just walked away.

"It's done, it's sold!"

"Ah…"

Xu Fan is not surprised at all, the deal is done, but this matter is definitely not over, how could he not be angry in his heart, how can he be smooth if he doesn't breathe?

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