That's quite clever...
It seems his oil mill has finally found a wise master.
Old Zhang was all smiles, saying "Good!" several times.
“Young lady, you are kind-hearted, brave, and resourceful. I, this old man, am at ease entrusting this oil mill to you…”
Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Biao interrupted him with a loud shout: "Old Zhang, you'd better think this through. Don't turn down money. I can offer 1,500."
One thousand and five! ! !
This far exceeded Old Zhang's expectations.
As Chen Sisi saw Old Zhang's eyes light up, he secretly thought to himself that something was wrong.
She put in so much effort, only to lose out in the end because of money.
She admitted that she wasn't as wealthy as Cheng Biao, and even if she sold herself, she couldn't scrape together 1,500 yuan.
Could this old man really be tempted by money?
She looked nervously at Old Zhang, cold sweat dripping down her back, her heart pounding in her throat.
"Old man, you must keep your word. Honesty is the most important thing in doing business..." Shen Sisi reminded him.
Old Zhang shook his water pipe and pondered for a while: "Don't worry, I, Old Zhang, keep my word. Since you've met my requirements, I won't consider anything else. As long as you come up with 1,500 yuan, I'll transfer the oil mill to you."
"Fifteen hundred yuan?!"
Chen Sisi's eyes widened: "You're not only untrustworthy, but you also dare to raise the price on the spot?"
Old Zhang winked at Chen Sisi, pulled her aside, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Girl, please help me, I can't afford to offend this Boss Cheng..."
"Our price remains the same as yesterday. In fact, I can even give you a discount, only charging you eight hundred yuan. But you have to do me a favor."
"What kind of help?" Chen Sisi asked.
“Give me 1,500 yuan in front of Boss Cheng, so that he will give up completely.”
"Once this plague god leaves, I will immediately refund your money and sign a contract with you."
He clasped his hands together and winked at her pleadingly.
She was deep in thought, on the verge of tears. Where was she supposed to conjure up 1,500?
She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, not knowing what to do, when a tall, thin figure wearing a military overcoat appeared silently behind her.
"Sister-in-law, I've been looking for you everywhere..."
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