Most people bargained with smiles and flattery, pleading for a slightly lower price. These two had practically started calling the man their brother. Never mind the flattery-the promises they dangled were enormous, and they spun things that were nowhere near happening straight off the top of their heads.
Factory Director Wu nearly agreed to round the price down to ten thousand on the spot. Fortunately, his years of experience helped him hold firm. He only said he would work out the price carefully tomorrow and would definitely give them a discount.
Only then did Ye Yaodong and A-Guang reluctantly stop talking. They would have to fight another round next time.
"You two young comrades are talented. You're bound to go far. You can already afford a big boat at such a young age, without even needing your elders to oversee things. You've got courage, too. Newborn calves aren't afraid of tigers, and the waves behind on the Qianjiang push those ahead. You'll certainly make something of yourselves."
"Haha, you're too kind, Factory Director Wu. You're the one who's made something of himself. Your position and standing are what we'll spend our whole lives striving for."
"A goal we couldn't reach in a lifetime, even riding at full gallop. If I owned a factory this big, my ancestors would wake up laughing in their graves."
"You're still young. Anything's possible for you. We're old now."
"You're being modest. You've already surpassed most officials. Ordinary officials can't even compare to you..."
"How could officials compare? Even county leaders have to show you respect..."
"No, no..." Their compliments nearly left Factory Director Wu embarrassed.
Before leaving, the two stood at the factory entrance and gave him another good round of flattery and compliments. Only then did they each mount a bicycle and leave.