"And my car consumes a lot of gas. Are you sure?"
Among the most difficult supplies to obtain right now, gasoline is definitely in the top three. If she hadn't stored so much and had the Plane Mall to back her up, she wouldn't have dared to do so.
"I don't drive it often, so it shouldn't be a big problem for me to get some oil to feed my car."
Su Yan used the word "waste of oil" to politely refuse, but Lou Xuezhuang didn't understand?
Just say it straight.
"I am not short of supplies, and I am not selling my car."
"No, no, no. Just because you don't lack supplies doesn't mean you think there are too many of them. This business is still negotiable. What do you think, Miss Su?"
Lou Xue walked to Su Yan's side without saying anything, took her hand, and acted very familiar.
As expected of him, he is the leader of the middleman group. He is not annoyed when being rejected, but he is too embarrassed to do so.
What Su Yan didn't know was that in Lou Xue's eyes, as long as the car was still there, there was still room for negotiation. There was no business that couldn't be done. It all depended on whether one was willing to invest. If investing a large amount of money didn't work, then one could just spend more time and slowly polish it.
Lou Xue loves cars and is knowledgeable about them. For a car like Su Yan's, which is not much different from a tank, there are only two words for her: I want it!
I wonder how Lou Xue would feel if she knew that Su Yan had many cars like this.
"I really don't plan to sell it. I need the car, too."
"Okay, okay, if you don't want to sell it, then don't sell it. Don't worry, I won't steal it. We are all from the same circle in Jiangcheng. For example, 50% of the population of Jiangcheng died in the typhoon floods and the extreme cold this time. But we are still alive and can meet each other. We know each other well. It must be fate, right? You must come to my house to play, or ask me to come to your house to play. We will become good friends, or at worst good partners. What do you think?"
Su Yan felt nothing.
Are all the people in the Lou family so eloquent?
Su Yan had no chance to escape when Lou Xue held her arm. It would be a sin if you shook off her hand in such an intimate manner.
After all, the beautiful woman has no bad intentions and just wants to do business and be friends with you.
"Can you let me go first?"
"No, it's so cold, hug me to keep me warm."
"...? They're weighing the meat over there, don't you want to take a look?"
"No, if they can't even do this little thing, why should I keep them?"
Well, Su Yan was completely annoyed and lost her temper. She sat in the car with Lou Xue. At least it wasn't cold in the car.
On the other side, Aunt Ba was stunned by the chickens and geese with their feet tied on the car. She didn't expect that, apart from the quantity traded with her, Su Yan was a big customer, not to mention that Zhang Bo and Luo Wanning also kept a lot for themselves. She wanted to exchange them all.
Zhang Bo and Luo Wanning weighed them one by one, and Xianxian and Xiaoxuan were running around to help.
Xianxian was guarding her own goods, worried that her mother had remembered the wrong number, so she silently calculated it in her mind.
Xiaoxuan also watched the things belonging to his family, trying to prevent them from being taken away by others.
Although there was no one in the alley for the time being, Eighth Aunt had sent the people who came with the car to guard the alley in front and behind.
As agreed, Uncle Zhang helped Su Yan weigh the 100-jin chicken and turned it into 110 jin for Aunt Ba, of which 10 jin was feathered.
It took half an hour to finish weighing everything and load the items into their respective cars.
Ba Gu comes and knocks on the car window, looking for Su Yan and her real eldest niece.
"Axue, it's okay."
"Don't worry, Ayan and I hit it off so well, we sisters need to talk for a while."
"Come on, my two nieces, take your time chatting."
Eighth Aunt went back to the pickup truck and looked at things.
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