Old Liu's family.

"Uncle Liu, are you home?"

After knocking on the door, Yang Shenglong called out to the house.

[Squeak]

The door opened, and a somewhat overweight middle-aged man walked out of the house; it was Liu Qiming.

"Yang Shenglong? What brings you here?"

Liu Qiming was clearly somewhat surprised by Yang Shenglong's arrival.

"Uncle Liu, this is just a small token of my appreciation. Please don't find it offensive."

As they spoke, Yang Shenglong handed over the small gift box he had brought.

"How can this be?"

Liu Qiming waved his hands repeatedly, "Why would you give me a gift out of the blue? I can't accept it!"

"Uncle Liu, this is something our boss specifically asked me to bring for you. Please accept it no matter what, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to our boss." Yang Shenglong forcefully stuffed the gift box into your hand.

Unable to refuse such a kind offer, Liu Qiming had no choice but to accept it with trepidation.

This scene was witnessed by Su Huiyang, who arrived from behind.

"Uncle Liu, do you have any guests?"

Without any regard for whether he would be welcomed, Su Huiyang barged into Liu Qiming's house as if he were an old friend.

"Huiyang, what brings you here?"

Liu Qiming was extremely surprised.

But guests are guests, and regardless of their intentions, he still observed the most basic hospitality.

He quickly brought out stools for Yang Shenglong and Su Huiyang to sit on.

Yang Shenglong, however, looked embarrassed, glancing at Su Huiyang beside him and then at Liu Qiming, always appearing as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Yang Shenglong, is there something you want to say?"

Yang Shenglong's actions were so obvious, how could Liu Qiming not see it?

"Uh...it's nothing."

Yang Shenglong glanced at Su Huiyang beside him, seemingly unintentionally, and said meaningfully, "It's not convenient today. I'll bother Uncle Liu another day."

After saying that, he got up and walked outside.

"You're leaving already?"

Liu Qiming was completely confused. "I was just about to ask my wife to cook. Aren't you going to stay for a meal before you leave?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Liu, but I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now!"

Leaving behind those words, Yang Shenglong fled as if his life depended on it.

"Why is Yang Shenglong acting so strangely today?"

Watching Yang Shenglong hastily flee, Liu Qiming was even more puzzled.

But Su Huiyang, standing beside him, curled up a sinister smile.

The truth is so obvious, why are you still pretending to be stupid in front of him?

Do you really think he's a fool?

If his father hadn't made him come along, this business deal would probably have been snatched away by that old bastard Liu Qiming.

"Huiyang, did you figure it out?"

Just as Su Huiyang was cursing under his breath, Liu Qiming looked over, his face full of doubt.

Su Huiyang's lips twitched.

They really think he's a fool!

He was frustrated as he was, but since they were in someone else's yard, he couldn't very well turn on them.

As his thoughts raced, he stood up and said in a sarcastic tone, "Uncle Liu, I never knew you had this trick up your sleeve."

"Huiyang, what nonsense are you talking about, child?"

Liu Qiming felt completely bewildered. "Are you misunderstanding something?"

"No!"

Su Huiyang shrugged. "Uncle Liu, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now. Goodbye!"

Not wanting to see Liu Qiming's despicable and hateful face again, Su Huiyang swaggered away before the other party could say anything more.

Liu Qiming was left standing there, dumbfounded.

...

Niangui Grilled Green Pepper Sauce Company Dormitory Building.

Inside the pavilion at the entrance.

"Uncle, what brings you here?"

Wang Qian gestured for him to sit down, saying, "Please sit down, don't be shy."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang!"

Su Baokun smiled and nodded, then sat down in the chair opposite Wang Qian, rubbing his hands together as he said, "Mr. Wang, the main reason I'm here today is to talk to you about my family's land."

"Oh? Uncle, have you made up your mind?" Wang Qian raised an eyebrow.

"Here's what I think: the 50,000 you mentioned is indeed a bit low, but the price is negotiable."

Su Baokun chuckled and said, "How about this? If you're really serious about buying it, I can lower the price a bit, and you can add a little more here. How does that sound?"

"How much can you lower it?" Wang Qian asked unhurriedly.

"this……"

Su Baokun's eyes darted around a few times, then he gritted his teeth and stared at Wang Qian, saying, "How about this, I can lower the price by 30,000... no, 40,000, you add another 30,000, and we'll settle on 80,000."

"Eighty thousand?"

Wang Qian's smile vanished instantly. "Uncle, I'm very happy that you came to visit me in person, but let's not talk about the land anymore."

He then picked up the kettle and said, "Uncle, please sit down. I'll go pour some water and boil it to make you a cup of tea."

Su Baokun's expression froze.

He had already offered to lower the price by 40,000, but Wang Qian still refused to discuss it further.

Does that mean he has to keep lowering the price to impress Wang Qian?

But if it drops any further, it would be too drastic, even lower than he expected, which he finds hard to accept.

But if he doesn't lower his price, and Wang Qian refuses to discuss it at all, does he really want to slink back like that and indirectly benefit the Liu family?

Just as he was caught in a dilemma, Wang Qian returned with the water.

"Uncle, please sit down. I have some good tea here. Please try it and see how it tastes."

As he spoke, Wang Qian placed the kettle on the blazing stove, seemingly having completely forgotten about what he had just mentioned.

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