✓Eighty Plane Taobao Master

177

Chapter 177 E-Waste

"Mr. Decker, we contacted before." Yun An walked to the garbage dump, directly found the person he was looking for, and immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Presumably you are Mr. Lane, I didn't expect you to be so young." Decker stood up, a middle-aged man in his forties, with a broad stature and a beard on his face.

He just stretched out his hand and wanted to shake his hand, but found that his hand was full of oil stains, and quickly withdrew his hand: "Sorry, my hand is a little dirty."

"It's okay," Yun An shook his head and looked at the surrounding situation, "Presumably this is Mr. Decker's domain, right?"

"Yes, this place is not small, it is just full of garbage, so it looks a little smaller." Decker said quickly.

Today's business was actually unexpected, he didn't even know the young man in front of him, but he suddenly contacted himself and brought a big business.

"I wonder how much trash Decker has on his hands?" Yun An asked.

"Not much," Decker shook his head, "that's five or six tons."

That being

said, there was still pride in Decker's eyes, after all, all this garbage was his brainchild.

Yun An glanced at it and roughly estimated the scale of the garbage, which was similar to what Decker said.

"I came here today just to talk to Mr. Decker about this business, I don't know how much this garbage costs?"

"Two dollars a pound, how much do you need?" Decker asked, measured in pounds, apparently not thinking the business could sell much.

"Two dollars a pound?" Yun An asked.

"This is already the lowest price, but if you buy more, you can reduce it a little." Decker said with ease, obviously this is not the first time he has said this, but he is experienced.

"It's a little more expensive, I wonder if this price can be cheaper?" Yun An asked again.

"It could be another 10 cents cheaper," Decker said hesitantly, "it can't be lower."

"I see it could be lower." Yun An looked at him and smiled.

"So what price do you say?" Decker asked.

"I see..." Yun An thought for a moment and estimated in his heart, "50 cents is about the same."

"What are you kidding?" Decker said angrily, "If you don't want to do this business, I won't force you, you might as well grab this price!"

"I'm serious, why is Mr. Decker angry?" Yun An said with a smile.

Decker took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, I'm busy, and I'm not in the mood to play with your eldest young master."

Saying that, Decker planned to walk sideways past Yun An and leave the place that made him angry.

"Wait a minute," Yun An stretched out his hand to stop him, smiling slightly as Decker turned to look at him, "I came to talk to Mr. Decker with sincerity, isn't bargaining a common thing, why should Mr. Decker be angry?"

Decker looked at him seriously: "I've never seen a businessman like you, 50 cents, even if you pick up garbage, it's impossible to sell this house, but how can someone like you know this truth?"

"Didn't Mr. Decker himself say that if he bought more, he could be cheaper?" Why don't you ask how much I need? Yun An said with a smile.

Decker looked at him and suddenly took a deep breath: "Well, how much do you need?"