A transparent little author is bound by an unreliable system and transmigrates into the story, landing right in a big shot's embrace.
There is no problem that money cannot solve. In the m...
Yo-yos shouldn't be too expensive, but I'm worried that the owner might see that they're all kids and try to overcharge them, which would be bad.
Xiu Kaijie hid the yo-yo behind his back and said smugly, "I have money! I can afford it!"
He's a rich kid with six-figure savings, how could he be stumped by a yo-yo? Besides, he wanted to give the yo-yo to his older brother Yangyang, whose birthday is in a few days. He wanted to give him a surprise, since he didn't know when he would see him again after he went back home.
If someone gives him a yo-yo, he'll give them a yo-yo in return; that's called reciprocity.
Seeing his resolute attitude, no one said anything more and waited quietly.
Xiu Kaijie asked, "How much is this?"
The shop owner gave him a thumbs up and said approvingly, "Young man, you have a great eye! This yo-yo is the best-selling one here. Look at the Ultraman fighting monster pattern on it, isn't it cool? There's only one of these yo-yos left, so I'll sell it to you cheap, thirty."
"So expensive?" Xiu Kaijie, whose eyes were practically glued to money, shuddered. "I heard an older brother say that yo-yos are cheap, and the one he bought only cost five yuan."
One costs five yuan, the other thirty yuan. That's a huge price difference!
The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Young man, you don't know this, do you? The better the yo-yo, the more expensive it is. The guy who told you the yo-yo was only five yuan, he must have bought a cheap, low-quality one from a street vendor. It's not comparable to the premium yo-yos here."
"What kind of cheap stuff is this! That yo-yo is great!" Xiu Kaijie retorted. Yangyang was the first friend he met here, and the yo-yo he received was already good, yet this shopkeeper called it cheap stuff.
The boss, embarrassed to say too many bad things about others in front of the camera, immediately changed his tune, "Then how much do you think I'd pay?"
Xiu Kaijie's face lit up with joy, and he immediately countered with a price of five yuan: "I don't have any more money than that."
Since Yangyang bought a five-yuan item, he should also buy a five-yuan item. With the remaining money, besides buying clothes, we might be able to buy something else, like a small cake. Since we've come all this way, we can buy a small cake to celebrate Yangyang's birthday in advance.
Xiu, the meticulous and thrifty Kaijie, praised his brilliant idea.
The shop owner was so angry he almost rolled his eyes. Was this the kind of thing a child should do, haggling so aggressively?!
At least he had never encountered a child who was so good at bargaining.
Xiu Kaijie really likes this yo-yo. It's a little bigger than the one Yangyang gave him, and mainly because Yangyang likes the design on it.
He said he was just trying it out with five yuan and didn't expect the boss to agree.
The boss stared at Xiu Kaijie, then looked at the few kids next to him and the camera. These kids were all exquisitely beautiful, clearly from wealthy families, and there was even a cameraman following them. What else could they be doing but filming a show?
If he performs well on camera, it might even be broadcast and seen by audiences across the country, and then his little shop would become famous.
The shopkeeper understood this, feeling both pleased and pained. He said with difficulty, "Young man, how about this? Ten yuan for this yo-yo. If you lower the price any further, I'll really lose money!"