Damn, How could my family be so wealthy?
Chapter 171 - 170: The Old Rules

Chapter 171: Chapter 170: The Old Rules

"Both are good, I’ll take both of these cars,"

If he liked them, he might as well buy them together, said Su Mu, indicating that this would also save him a lot of time.

In Su Mu’s eyes, both yellow and blue were very nice, and he couldn’t quite distinguish which was better on the spot.

If he didn’t know how to choose, he might as well not choose at all.

Buying both would certainly not be a mistake.

When the time came, he would simply drive whichever color car he was in the mood for, without any need for hesitation.

"You’ll take both, both of them?"

The salesperson’s jaw hung open in disbelief.

The salesperson surnamed Zhou said that she had eagerly arranged for the yellow Ferrari to be shipped over from the logistics department, but she never imagined Mr. Su would just buy both the blue and yellow 812s together.

After all, Mr. Su had bought his one black and one white 812 on two separate occasions, hadn’t he?

The salesperson knew Mr. Su was very lavish with his spending, but she didn’t expect him to go to this extent.

To think he would buy two more Ferraris 812s, considering he already owned two.

What Su Mu had said was truly a huge shock to the salesperson surnamed Zhou.

It should have been a very happy event, but now Zhou didn’t quite know how to react.

It wasn’t just the salesperson surnamed Zhou; even the other salespeople surrounding Su Mu were stunned by his words.

Both cars to be bought together?

How could Mr. Su’s words make it sound as simple as bundling two dishes together?

It seemed like Mr. Su was facing his favorite cuisines; unable to decide which one to choose, he simply decided to take both home.

Indeed, the logic was the same.

But the price surely wasn’t!

Delicacies might only cost a few tens or, at most, a few hundred yuan.

Two Ferrari 812s would break ten million yuan.

Two Ferrari 812s, that’s about sixteen million yuan.

Yet in the mouth of Mr. Su, it sounded as trivial as just a few hundred yuan.

Everyone’s mental defenses were completely shattered by Su Mu’s words.

Those who come to the Ferrari 4S Store generally have some financial standing.

After all, even with financing, you need the ability to repay the loan, right?

However, the salespeople conveyed that they really had never seen a customer as rich and impressive as Mr. Su.

"Mr. Su, would you like me to handle the paperwork for you?"

A salesperson was the first to snap back to reality.

Two Ferrari 812s, if she could clinch this deal, would mean a substantial commission.

Moreover, by engaging in conversation with Mr. Su this time, wouldn’t she have a better chance of attending to him next time he visited the store?

The speaking salesperson knew that it was Zhou who had arranged for the yellow Ferrari to be brought over.

But that didn’t affect her eagerness to take the order or her desire to converse with Su Mu.

After all, the company rule was that whoever the customer recognized would close the deal.

So, as long as Mr. Su nodded, it would mean that all the work Zhou had done prior would be for naught, like making a wedding dress for someone else.

Su Mu glanced at the speaking woman; she indeed seemed to have been lingering around him from start to finish.

But she didn’t seem to have done anything worthwhile, did she?

Was it appropriate to snatch a colleague’s order so overtly?

"Mr. Su, I can also assist with the paperwork,"

Fortunately, the salesperson surnamed Zhou was no pushover.

Seeing someone trying to steal her customer right before her eyes, she naturally wanted to win him back.

However, the salesperson surnamed Zhou did not have much confidence.

The power of choice now lay entirely in Mr. Su’s hands.

Even if the salesperson surnamed Zhou wanted to seize the initiative, it would still depend on Mr. Su’s willingness, right?

Looking at Su Mu with hopeful eyes, the salesperson surnamed Zhou felt that he had provided an extremely attentive service during the previous two occasions.

Without exaggeration, the salesperson surnamed Zhou had truly treated Su Mu as a god.

Not to speak of the service, of course.

The other salespeople were itching inside; everyone wanted to claim such a big order for themselves.

After all, considering Mr. Su’s purchasing power, all the salespeople knew.

It was a long-term business.

As long as they gained Mr. Su’s approval, who knew how many more orders might be waiting for them?

But everyone also understood that if they also indicated a desire to help Mr. Su with the paperwork at this moment, it would seem too blatant a grab for the order.

Two salespeople had already stepped forward; at this point, the others had no choice but to remain silent.

If they made the customer feel that the Ferrari 4S Store was too unruly, or worse, annoyed Mr. Su, then no good would come to any of them.

The others comforted themselves internally, thinking if it’s not possible this time, they would just have to be more alert next time.

They just needed to catch Mr. Su’s attention.

Time seemed to stand still as everyone watched Su Mu, waiting for Mr. Su to make the final decision.

Su Mu didn’t even spare a glance for the salesperson who wanted to snatch the order.

Expect to gain the fruits of labor without lifting a finger?

Su Mu expressed that he looked down upon such people.

"Let’s stick to the usual rules; have it delivered to the same address after everything’s settled," Su Mu said.

Su Mu took out his ID card and bank card, handing them over to the salesperson surnamed Zhou.

After all, this salesperson was the one who served him on his first visit.

They had already shown good service attitude from the start, hadn’t they?

Furthermore, this salesperson had already delivered a car to Su Mu.

The whole process was quite familiar to them.

Su Mu felt he could also save some trouble with the details.

"Certainly, Mr. Su," the salesperson surnamed Zhou said, excitedly receiving Su Mu’s ID card and bank card with both hands.

"Thank you, Mr. Su. Please wait a moment; I’ll go handle the paperwork right away," Zhou said.

Su Mu understood the meaning of this thanks.

The fate of the order lay in a single thought from Su Mu.

At this moment, the salesperson surnamed Zhou was profoundly grateful to Su Mu.

By giving the order to her again, Mr. Su had not only ensured her commission.

It signified Mr. Su’s recognition of her.

And it let the salesperson surnamed Zhou hold her head high among her colleagues.

If she had been outbid in her presence today, Zhou could already anticipate the taunts and jeers she would have faced from her peers.

Perhaps even the sales department manager would have called her in for a talk.

A heavyweight client like Mr. Su was bound to catch the attention of those higher up.

If Mr. Su rashly changed salespeople, it would only suggest she hadn’t provided good enough service to satisfy the customer.

No sooner had the salesperson surnamed Zhou finished speaking than she ran to handle the paperwork.

The salespeople’s shoes were all high heels, and running in them looked quite hazardous.

With the situation settled, the salesperson who attempted to outbid stood there, unable to hide her embarrassment, silent.

Since Mr. Su had not even acknowledged her, it only showed she was not even on Mr. Su’s radar.