Qin Guan was considering buying a car. Ever since he’d gotten his driver’s licence, he hadn’t even touched a steering wheel. He was getting busier and busier, and Sister Xue couldn’t always be his chauffeur.
His career goals had been postponed after graduation, so in his spare time he was looking for a part-time job at a company. He needed a small car to drive to places instead of walk.
The Yayuncun Car Retailing Plaza was the first choice of any capital resident who wanted to buy a car. In 2000, it had the biggest number of cars and agents. Plus, there was also convenient public transportation there.
Taking advantage of the spare time between his courses, Qin Guan went shopping in the Plaza.
The boss Qin Guan had cooperated with had promised to sell him a car at its original price through Sister Xue, but it wasn't the car of Qin Guan’s dreams.
In 2000, a car was a luxury for any individual. 100,000 yuan was only fifty percent of the deposit for most people.
Because of Qin Guan's age, he had visited more than half of the shops in the Plaza, but few salesmen had been willing to help him.
They all mistook him for a handsome guy selling insurance or car accessories. Nobody believed that a young man would go there with enough money to buy a car.
Finally, Qin Guan found what he wanted in the various shops.
Tens of years earlier, the domestic car market had been on the verge of changing. There had been few brands for ordinary people to choose from, while the prices had been nearly twice as high as they would be 10 years later. Among all the available types, the Cherokee jeep was Qin Guan's favorite.
Qin Guan made his final decision after he saw the actual car. Amid all the flat household cars, the Cherokee, with its 2.5 liters and 5-level manual gear, was quite bold and impressive.
The price was also reasonable. It was only 109,000 yuan.
Compared to paying the terrible price of imported Cherokees, Qin Guan thought the manual edition would be fine for him.
He put down his backpack and sat on the couch of the Cherokee 4S shop. A smiling salesman came up to him.
F*ck! I know why you sent a green hand like me! You are all lazy! Why didn’t you give me a chance yesterday, when those fat businessmen were here? This young man is obviously just looking around. The prices will scare him off!
Imagining Qin Guan running away scared, the salesman inquired politely, "What can I do for you? Would you like to buy a car?"
Unexpectedly, the handsome boy answered, "Yes, I do."
What? I can’t believe this!
Remaining professional, the salesman took control of his twitching facial muscles. "What kind of car do you want?" His voice betrayed him. It was much higher than usual.
The other salesmen, who had been chatting behind the counter, stood up all of a sudden. Did we miss an one hundred million sale?
Qin Guan walked up to the white Cherokee jeep on the exhibition stand and patted it on the hood. "This one, today!"
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