Chapter 15: Arrogant
I don’t know if it’s because of the group’s positioning, but Montblanc entered the Chinese market relatively late and didn’t do much publicity.
In addition, products such as pens have natural shortcomings compared to bags and clothing, so not many people in China use Montblanc.
This naturally reduces the risk of exposing the value of Chen Yan's gift.
In addition to its low profile, Montblanc's designs are also very low-key, unlike other luxury brands that simply paint their logos all over their clothes.
The Montblanc logo is just a white six-pointed star, and it is usually placed on the cap, making it look more like a decorative pattern than a logo.
The signature containing the brand name is hidden at the tip of the pen, and it is impossible to find it unless you look carefully.
The product is so low-key that unless you are extremely familiar with the brand, it is difficult to distinguish it.
It was simply prepared for Chen Yanyun to support Yu Qiaoqiao!
When we arrived at the Montblanc store, there were three female salespeople in the store.
Two of them were older, wearing heavy makeup, and were chatting in low voices.
When they saw Chen Yan coming, they just looked up at Chen Yan, looked him over, and then continued chatting without paying any attention.
Having worked as salespersons at Montblanc for so many years, they have already developed an eye for identifying potential buyers.
For someone like Chen Yan, who is young and doesn't dress very high-end, coming to this kind of luxury store is probably just to take a look.
If there are only two of them looking after the store, for the sake of the brand image, they might have to come over to receive guests.
But since there is a new salesperson...
Then don't bother...
In addition to the two of them, there was indeed a young girl in the store.
When she saw Chen Yan come in and noticed that her two seniors didn't move, she quickly straightened her clothes and then walked up to him nervously.
"Hello, sir. What can I do for you?"
Chen Yan's gaze lingered on the young salesperson.
I feel like this salesperson might be a newcomer who hasn't received many customers. Otherwise, his body wouldn't be so stiff, and the smile he was trying so hard to put on his face was almost breaking through the sky, it made my face hurt just looking at it...
As he thought about it, Chen Yan took out his notebook, took a look at it, and then said, "I want a Heritage 1918 series fountain pen."
When the young salesperson heard Chen Yan accurately report the name of his own brand's pen series, he was stunned.
She looked around for a moment, then quickly extended her hand and gestured, "Yes, sir. This way, please."
The two older salesmen glanced over here, ignored it, and continued chatting...
The young salesperson led Chen Yan to a counter.
After Chen Yan sat down, she returned to the counter, opened it, carefully took out a few pens, and said to Chen Yan, "Sir, this is our Heritage 1918 series of pens."
As she spoke, she recalled what she had been asked to memorize during the induction training, and then began to introduce,
"This series of pens is one of the most popular in recent years, paying tribute to the classic Simplo Safety Filler."
"This pen has a retractable nib. So to write with this pen, you first open the cap and then twist out the nib..."
As he spoke, the young salesperson carefully opened the pen cap, wanting to show Chen Yan the classic design of the pen.
However, as soon as she made a move, Chen Yan interrupted her and asked, "How much is this?"
The salesperson was stunned for a moment, stopped what he was doing, and then said, "Sir, this pen costs 9,999 yuan."
"But don't think it's expensive. It's expensive for a reason. The tip of its nose is made of 14k gold..."
"Okay, I know." Chen Yan interrupted her again, "Give me six."
"Ah?" The young salesperson was stunned.
Chen Yan looked at her and repeated, "Give me six."
The young salesperson swallowed hard and felt his mind go a little blank.
After she joined the company yesterday, she has been asking questions and learning from her seniors with an open mind. She knows that Montblanc's sales have not been high because of its limited promotion in China and low brand awareness.
Even if this store was established, it was only for the group to understand the domestic market and for some people in the country who wanted to know about the Montblanc brand. They had no intention of actually selling goods.
According to my predecessors, a store like mine would be lucky if it could sell 20 pens a month. And they were relatively low-end pens, costing two to three thousand yuan.
As a result... now, I sold 6 at a time?
And it is a top-of-the-line fountain pen!
This...why does it feel like a dream?
The young salesperson asked in disbelief , "Sir, are you sure you want six? Would you like to learn more?"
Chen Yan shook his head. "No need. Just know the price."
What Chen Yan meant was that as long as the total price was within 60,000, it would be enough.
But the young salesperson was stunned.
She looked at Chen Yan, and her heart began to beat violently. She felt that maybe she had met a rich second-generation man who was not short of money... ?
So... maybe this deal of mine can really be successful?
Thinking of this, the young salesperson looked into Chen Yan's eyes and became eager.
Chen Yan looked at the young salesperson in front of him who was gradually becoming unnatural, and tapped the counter lightly with a bit of impatience.
The young salesperson was startled awake, a blush appeared on her face, and she quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, sir. Please come into the VIP room, I will issue you a ticket right away."
Having said that, the young salesperson hurriedly walked out from the counter and led Chen Yan into the VIP room.
In the VIP room, there are prepared tickets and POS machines.
After Chen Yan sat down, the young salesperson turned around, got the receipt and POS machine, and returned to Chen Yan .
Afterwards, she filled out the bill carefully, handed it to Chen Yan, and said, "Sir, please sign it."
Chen Yan took the bill, took a look at it, and then signed his name.
The young salesperson took it, tore off half of it for her records, and handed the other half to Chen Yan. Then she picked up the POS machine and asked Chen Yan, "Sir, how do you want to check out?"
"cash."
As he spoke, Chen Yan put the backpack he had been carrying across his shoulder on the table, opened it, took out six stacks of hundred-dollar bills from it, and piled them on the table.
The young salespeople were stunned.
Is this how all the rich second generation play?
Bringing tens of thousands of cash to buy a pen?
Chen Yan pushed the money towards her and said, "Count it."
The young salesperson swallowed his saliva.
this……
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Five minutes later, Chen Yan left the VIP room with his bag on his back and six pens in his pocket.
Only the young salesperson in the store was left, staring blankly in front of six stacks of 100-yuan bills, a currency detector, and... six beautifully packaged gift boxes of pens...
Chen Yan left the VIP room and saw the two elderly salesmen in the store still chatting.
Seeing Chen Yan coming out empty-handed, the two salesmen's eyes flashed with disdain.
The two of them used their lips to silently exchange their "negative" opinions about Chen Yan, and then continued chatting.
After chatting for a while, one of the salespeople suddenly realized what was going on. She asked, "By the way, where's Xiaochu?"
Xiaochu is the young salesperson.
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