Tang Xiaobao then added, "Your Luo family is very wealthy, so it's not five million. Are you still bargaining with me?"

Luo Liangyun bit his lip until it bled. He muttered, "Okay, five million, and this is the end of it."

"How could it be over so easily?"

Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "And what about the demolition compensation? How much are you going to take?"

"Two million."

“Too little.”

"Is two million not enough? This store is only worth one to two or three hundred thousand at most."

Luo Liangyun was so angry that his teeth were itching.

Zhang Jing, who was standing nearby, also came up quickly and whispered, "Mr. Tang, I want the money I deserve, but I really can't take what I don't deserve."

What a kind woman.

But the more she did this, the more Tang Xiaobao wanted to help her.

"Do you know that after your husband's death, this family still depends on you to support it? Your mother-in-law is sick, and your daughter is still so young. Without money, how will you live in the future? I think it's best for you not to stay in Fuyun City, so as not to be bullied again in the future. So, let me help you negotiate the compensation today. I will be the full agent, and you just watch from the sidelines. If anyone bullies you, I will help you bully back."

Tang Xiaobao spoke in a domineering manner and could not be refuted.

He ignored Zhang Jing and turned to look at Luo Liangyun. "You think this place is only worth a little over a million, but in my opinion, this is her home. It holds many of her beautiful memories. It was once her hope, but you destroyed her hopes and memories. So, this store is worth more than just two million. I'd say twenty million is about right."