Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 668: Do you collect furniture?_1

Chapter 668: Chapter 668: Do you collect furniture?_1

"What did you say?"

As soon as the waitress Huang Shasha finished speaking, Yang Meifeng started ranting, "All this for over 2.6 million?"

"Are these made of gold? This is robbery!"

Huang Shasha gave an awkward smile and politely retorted, "Auntie, this is top-quality Yellow Rosewood from Qiongzhou Island, absolutely authentic. 2.56 million is not expensive for these."

"You live in the most luxurious Borui Villa area of Jiangling City, just the living room is over 150 to 160 square meters. Such a luxurious home certainly requires a matching set of furniture."

"You can’t be staying in such a lavish villa and have middle to low-end furniture worth just a few hundred thousand at home, that would seriously clash with your esteemed social status..."

As a star salesperson at Yunfeng Furniture, Huang Shasha’s professional capabilities and sales skills couldn’t be underestimated; she listed the advantages of the Yellow Rosewood furniture in just a few sentences, and simultaneously flattered Mo Han’s family.

Unfortunately, no matter how eloquently Huang Shasha spoke, the high price of 2.56 million still had Yang Meifeng and Luo Shanchuan shaking their heads.

"Dad, what do you think?"

At this moment, Mo Han spoke up, "Why not sit down and try it out?"

"Forget it, it’s too expensive."

Luo Shanchuan shook his head and honestly said, "I don’t like this style either. The one that old man bought a few years ago looked better."

Over two million for rosewood furniture was indeed far beyond his expectation, and this style was truly too old. Even if they bought it and put it in their house, it wouldn’t suit the home’s style.

In contrast, when reminiscing about the rosewood furniture bought by the old man years ago, it seemed to match the villa’s decoration much more.

He thought for a moment and then asked Huang Shasha, "Young lady, do you have something cheaper, like chicken-wing wood or sour branch wood?"

"Chicken-wing wood and sour branch wood?"

Huang Shasha frowned slightly and responded, "Sir, those are the lowest grades of rosewood, with a set costing just twenty to thirty thousand. We at Yunfeng Furniture deal in high-end goods and rarely carry such materials."

She paused and turned her gaze to Mo Han before continuing, "Handsome, the Qiongzhou Island Yellow Rosewood furniture I recommended to you is really good, whether for appreciation or as an investment."

"Elderly people, well, they worry about money, my parents are the same."

"This set of furniture is just 2.56 million, and in a few years, when you no longer need it, you can sell it back to us at Yunfeng Furniture, and its value might just double."

"We have many customers who bought rosewood furniture from us and sold it back to us after a few years, enjoying the use of the furniture and earning money as well. How nice is that?"

Worried that Mo Han’s family wouldn’t believe her, Huang Shasha hurriedly made a phone call and had a colleague bring over some information.

While flipping through the materials list, she introduced, "This Mr. Liu bought a set of rosewood furniture here five years ago for 1.28 million. Half a year ago, he sold the set back to Yunfeng Furniture."

"Uncle and aunt, look, this is the receipt. When Mr. Liu bought it, it was 1.28 million, and now we at Yunfeng Furniture bought it back for 1.88 million. Mr. Liu not only enjoyed the rosewood furniture for five years but also made a clean profit of 600,000."

"This Ms. Wang bought a set of Yellow Rosewood furniture from us two years ago for 2.1 million. Because she planned to move abroad with her child, she sold the furniture back to us at Yunfeng, for a total of 2.6 million, earning a profit of 500,000."

"Miss Ding, also one of our regular customers, she..."

While Huang Shasha was showcasing the repurchasing cases to Mo Han and others, Old Lady Luo’s family also arrived at Yunfeng Furniture, but unlike Mo Han and his group, they hired a pickup truck to come to the back door of Yunfeng Furniture.

In places like this, the front door is for customers and buyers to enter, while the back is for suppliers and sellers.

"Boss, is the boss here? I have a set of top-quality rosewood furniture, originally bought from you. Are you interested in buying it back?"

Upon reaching the back door, Luo Yuantu called out while pushing his father ahead.

Soon enough, a middle-aged man in a suit came out. He smiled slightly, maintaining his politeness, "Good day, sir, what’s your name?"

"Is this rosewood furniture from Yunfeng? Do you know what kind of wood it is?"

"My last name is Luo!"

Luo Yuantu spoke up, "Seven years ago, my father took me to buy a set of Qiongzhou Island Yellow Rosewood furniture from Yunfeng."

"Now my mother wants to sell this set, boss, take a look and tell us how much you can offer."

The manager nodded and smilingly said, "Okay, do you have the purchase invoice from back then?"

"Uh..."

Luo Yuantu scratched his head in embarrassment. It had been seven years; he could hardly be expected to remember.

At that moment, Old Lady Luo, leaning on her cane, stepped forward and said, "We lost the invoice, but this furniture was indeed bought from your store."

"Boss, just make us an offer. We’re currently in need of money."

In need of money?

The manager’s eyes darted about craftily as he got an idea. He frowned as if troubled and said, "Without the invoice? That’s a bit problematic."

"I’m not sure whether this furniture was actually bought from Yunfeng."

"How about this, let me check the goods first. If the quality is good, I’ll still buy it at the market price."

Luo Yuantu agreed and hurriedly replied, "That’s fine, the goods are outside, you don’t allow other cars to enter."

"Okay, I’ll go outside to take a look..."

Just as he was speaking, suddenly, his phone rang—it was the boss calling, "Hello, Xiao Wei, are you in the store?"

Manager Wei quickly replied, "Boss, I’m here."

"All right, get ready, I’m bringing a VIP over, we’ll arrive at the store shortly. He wants to pick out a set of top-quality rosewood furniture to gift to a newly opened studio. Prepare a few sets for me."

"Understood, I’ll get right on it."

After hanging up, Manager Wei apologized to Old Lady Luo and the others, "I’m terribly sorry, our boss needs me for something. Go ahead and I’ll send one of my colleagues over. As for the price, rest assured, it will definitely be fair."

With that, Manager Wei turned and left, picking up his phone to dial a number.