"Pfft!"
Zhang Yuan almost spurted out the tea in his mouth.
Fifty of that?
Boss Pei, that made you in the wrong.
You should have said earlier that you wanted fifty computers!
I wanted to fork out a thousand yuan to befriend you. If you wanted fifty computers, won't that mean that I have to fork out fifty thousand yuan?
I am just a permanent singer at a bar. How do I find that fifty thousand yuan…?
Zhang Yuan was dumbfounded.
"No. Boss Pei. How many computers do you need exactly…? I felt a little guilty for accepting the three thousand yuan remuneration and thus decided to fork out a thousand yuan to buy the components and to befriend you in the process. If you want fifty computers, we can't follow this current price…"
