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But having parents who can provide everything is not as good as having it yourself. Relying entirely on others and becoming a middleman is not what he wants.
What if these merchants raise prices one day? Wouldn't we be at their mercy?
"Damn it, these money-grubbing bastards."
Shen Yan muttered a curse, unaware that some people had overheard the gossip.
He immediately said, "First of all, the direction remains the same. Continue to contact them and try to reach a reasonable price. In addition, you can contact some of our country's ancient furniture design masters."
"Forget about intangible cultural heritage, let's just call them all out. When it comes to furniture design style, what our ancestors left behind is more suitable for the tastes of us Chinese. Let's give them a little shock along the way."
Hearing this, Ma Tao was somewhat taken aback: "Boss, but some modern room decorations don't match the ancient style at all..."
"I didn't say we don't want modern designs, but we need to build our reputation. I'm promoting our culture, understand?"
Ma Tao immediately understood after hearing this.
This is like a scoundrel trying to erect a memorial archway.
There is a head start.
"I understand, I will personally follow up on this."
"Any question?"
"Nothing."
With Shen Yan's instructions, Ma Tao knew what to do next and how to proceed: promote the basic cultural line, win over the hearts of the people, and then pursue both ancient and modern styles.
Of course, it will focus on modern styles.
Going for an ancient style is meant to send a signal to those who are currently negotiating design copyrights.
What? You're raising prices?
Then I won't play with you anymore~
I'm going to play with ancient Chinese style.
At that time, some impatient people will take the initiative to find them.
Finally, Shen Yan looked at Zhang Yuntian, who had no problems and only reported that Ye Jinyan wanted to win him over.
"Make contact with him as much as possible. Accept everything he offers to win you over, and be vague in your statements. I believe you know what to do."
Shen Yan waved his hand, instructing Zhang Yuntian to take further advantage of Ye Jinyan.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuntian immediately understood and revealed a mysterious smile: "Don't worry, boss, I will give President Ye a feeling of being neither too close nor too distant."
"Huh~"
Seeing his ambiguous smile, Shen Yan moved back a little: "Yun Tian, don't smile like that. If you really want to, you can go to the capital."
"Boss, I'm not."
"It's okay, I don't discriminate."
"boss....."
"Hahaha!"
This little joke instantly livened up the private room. Shen Yan then invited everyone to sit down, marking the first time he had a meal with his team.
After the meal, he called out to everyone, "Wait a minute, come with me somewhere first."
The group was puzzled, but they still got into the car, and at Shen Yan's instruction, the car arrived at the Ferrari offline store.
Upon seeing Shen Yan and his large group, especially Shen Yan at the very front, who was heroic and imposing, the salesperson's eyes lit up and he immediately stepped forward.
"Sir, do you have an appointment?"
"Can't I see it without an appointment?" Shen Yan glanced at the receptionist, and just that one look from him made the other person feel like they couldn't breathe.
Boss!
He must be a big shot!
"Yes, yes, I just wanted to ask if you have an appointment. If you have an appointment, the staff member who made the appointment will come to greet you."
The receptionist quickly explained that he was also a little flustered at the moment, mainly because Shen Yan's aura was too strong.
"I see, you didn't make an appointment."
"Which model do you prefer? We have Ferraris..."
The receptionist was about to give an introduction when she saw Shen Yan holding a bank card in his hand: "Seven cars available now. I need one of each model."
"For other models, if there are any in stock, we can immediately transfer them over, and I will receive the goods later. If not, we can customize them, but delivery is required this year."
"Time is limited, you can go find your supervisor to come over."
Car dealerships like this don't necessarily have every model in stock; some need to be sourced from various regions or even from abroad.
As for those limited editions that have sold out?
Well, none of that matters when it comes to money, because limited editions are limited editions, and custom-made items are custom-made items.
Customization does not equal limited edition, but customization does include limited editions.
Even if someone asks, the car company will just say that the two cars are different, and if you don't believe me, look, there's Shen Yan's signature on it.
That's the difference.
"hiss!"
Upon hearing Shen Yan's words, the receptionist gasped and stared at him with wide eyes.
To be honest, in all his years in the industry, he has seen many extravagant bosses buy cars, but he has never seen anyone like Shen Yan.
He can name all car models right off the bat!
No way, who buys a car like that?!
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These are cars worth millions, not just a few hundred dollars...
Surprised as they were, the staff didn't dare to be negligent and immediately found the store manager. After learning about Shen Yan's request, the store manager knew he couldn't make the decision himself, so he had to go to the regional manager.
Upon receiving the news, the regional manager greeted Shen Yan warmly, almost calling him "Dad."
Finally, it was decided to sell all models. Customized models will be printed with Shen Yan's special logo and equipped with a one-on-one dedicated butler to handle maintenance, car washing, and other matters.
After a round of negotiations, the money was exchanged and the deal was finalized.
Shen Yan also became one of Ferrari's most distinguished customers, and his information was sent directly to headquarters.
Seven cars arrived in Shanghai as part of a coordinated effort, and the store manager was still somewhat shaken when he saw Shen Yan's convoy leave.
He swallowed hard. "The world of the rich is truly unimaginable. I'm afraid Mr. Shen is the only one in the world who can do something like this."
"Yes, manager, you don't know how calm and collected Mr. Shen was just now. It seemed like he spent not hundreds of millions, but just a few hundred. Tell me, whose son is he?"
"Shut up!"
Upon hearing this, the store manager coldly reprimanded the employees beside him: "How dare you inquire about Mr. Shen's affairs?! I warn you, don't spread rumors or talk nonsense. If you offend Mr. Shen or leak his personal information, you'll be fired, which is the least of your worries."
"Yes...yes...I understand."
The shop assistant was startled and realized that she had just said the wrong thing.
"Hehe, you don't need to be nervous. You did a good job this time. I will promote you to team leader."
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"Thank you, boss. Thank you, boss."
At the same time, seven Ferraris appeared on the streets of Shanghai, causing a sensation throughout the city. Many people took out their phones to take pictures.
"Wow, look! Ferraris are making a ruckus!"
"My God, that's a Ferrari 612 Scaglietti! This brand new concept car has it all."
"That's a Ferrari 488, my dream car."
"I really want to sit in the passenger seat and be played by the big boss."
"These cars were just taken for temporary photos, could they all have just been bought?"
"Wow, who's so rich that they buy so many cars?"
"Dad! Dad! I am your long-lost son."
"Honey, honey, come pick me up! I'm all clean and ready..."
In this age of advanced internet, the appearance of this convoy in Shanghai was quite a sensation, attracting a great deal of attention and discussion.
Of course, it wasn't just the internet; other car companies also noticed this, but compared to car fleets, they were more concerned about the people buying the cars.
In addition, news came from Shanghai in the afternoon that a mysterious tycoon had bought a car, and Ferrari urgently mobilized all available vehicles in the surrounding area.
They used to scoff at it.
Who would make such a big fuss to buy a car? Now that they know, there really is such a big fuss. While they are pounding their chests in frustration, they also look indignant.
Why buy a Ferrari?
Then, some observant people noticed that the previously dormant official sports car accounts had all reposted the video, and their formats were uniform:
Picking your nose
Below is a nine-grid image, all featuring cool photos of their sports cars, including various models.
This is clearly not for netizens to see, but for that mysterious tycoon, as if to say, "Dad, call on me!"
Shen Yan was unaware of all this. He led the convoy to his underground parking lot, parked everything, and then told Chen Jie and the others to go about their own business.
Oh, and Zhang Feng too, he called her to drive her McLaren back.
He stood in the parking lot, looking at the red circle in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, I like this vibrant red very much."
Shen Yan clapped his hands and then looked at Zhang Long: "Go and discuss with the property management. I want all the parking spaces in this area and that area. Then open them up, seal off the surrounding area, and set up only one entrance and exit. The door should preferably be equipped with facial recognition."
"Yes, boss."
Zhang Long immediately did as Shen Yan instructed.
Shen Yan admired the McLaren in the garage for a while. After the McLaren returned, he told Zhang Feng and the others to go and rest, and then drove straight to Tomson Riviera.