What you said makes so much sense, I'm speechless.
"How much would you like, Madam?"
"If the quality is good, the more the better."
Wan Ziliang: "..."
Can't we just have a pleasant business discussion anymore?
“This is a sample from our brick kiln. Please inspect it, Madam.” Wan Ziliang gestured for her to proceed.
Mo Qingcheng stared directly at Wan Ziliang without saying a word.
Wan Ziliang's eyes paused slightly, and he belatedly realized that he had not been hospitable enough. He quickly had someone bring out the almost-eaten food.
Mo Qingcheng beckoned to the servant beside her.
The servant quickly stepped forward: "May I ask what Madam's instructions are?"
"Excuse me, sir, could you please find a hammer and a stone?" Mo Qingcheng said with a smile, handing a pastry to the waiter.
The servant stood there, stunned and uneasy, and secretly peeked at Wan Ziliang.
Wan Ziliang frowned slightly: "Aren't you going yet?"
"Yes, young master! Madam, please wait a moment." The servant took the pastries, his old face flushed, and he turned to leave.
"West Lake Longjing tea?" Mo Qingcheng took a sip of tea and said calmly.
"Madam has a good eye."
Mo Qingcheng smiled: "Actually... I prefer the Crimson Robe..."
"..." Wan Ziliang, who was about to speak, wondered if they could just have a pleasant conversation.
"Young Master Wan, I heard that He is Feifei's fiancé?"
"No way!" Wan Ziliang's expression changed drastically, and his face turned deathly pale.
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
"Could it be that Young Master Wan is feeling guilty? Did you do something to betray Fei Fei? Heh..." Mo Qingcheng sneered, trying to evade the question. "Have you even asked this instructor?"
Wan Ziliang's breath hitched, he clenched his fists, and stared intently at Mo Qingcheng: "If Madam is here to buy bricks, please wait a moment. If not, please proceed."
Mo Qingcheng narrowed her eyes. Why did the scumbag in front of her have the same expression as the scumbag pageboy?
Could it be that even Feifei doesn't know the hidden story behind this?
What exactly happened?
Hehe, this instructor is actually quite interested...
Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a smile: "You think I'm free?"
The guard beside her glanced at Mo Qingcheng expressionlessly. Wasn't this lady just bored? Anyone who didn't know better would think she was here specifically to torment her master…
Before long, the servant came panting, carrying a large stone, with an axe at his waist, and covered in sweat.
Mo Qingcheng nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad. Young man, put it on the ground."
The servant took a breath, gently placed the large stone on the ground, pulled out the axe, and handed it to Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Qingcheng shook her head, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to the servant: "Young man, have some water first. I am weak and frail, and it is not suitable for me to do this."
"Thank you, Madam!" The servant didn't think much of it, took the water cup, and gulped it down.
"Servant, rest for a moment, then use the same force to hammer these bricks. Then use the same force to smash the bricks against the stone." Mo Qingcheng had already decided that such rough work was not suitable for her to do herself.
Wan Ziliang's lips twitched. It's amazing she... came up with this idea.
The servant was dumbfounded. "Madam, I only had a cup of tea and a piece of pastry a short while ago, didn't I? Is it too late to run away now?"
The servant was on the verge of tears, but he followed Mo Qingcheng's instructions and tested each brick one by one. Only the best brick met the requirements.
"Young Master Wan, shall we discuss the price?" Mo Qingcheng had come to discuss business with the expectations of the matchmakers from Ruyi Village, so she couldn't be careless.
Wan Ziliang nodded: "What you say is absolutely right, Madam."
Mo Qingcheng took out the contract and handed it to Wan Ziliang: "Young Master Wan, I am not a person who beats around the bush. I like to get straight to the point. When do you think this price is right, we will sign the contract. I need eight million for the first batch."
The servant gasped, "Madam, is it eight million, not eight hundred thousand?"
"Um……"
"This young master needs to consider this matter..."
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