At the thought, the woman spoke without courtesy.
"Name your price," she said.
Lin Chunju was not an easygoing person either, which is why the people of Daye Village were afraid of her.
Seeing that reasoning with this person was futile, Lin Chunju didn't bother to engage further and, with a bang, shut the door firmly.
If it hadn't been for Mrs. Song stepping back, she might have been hit in the nose.
She was immediately infuriated and slammed the door without caring about her demeanor.
"You are so rude, I was not done talking!"
Lin Chunju opened the door again, furrowing her brows, "Is there anything else?"
Infuriated, Mrs. Song's chest heaved, "How much money do you want to agree?"
"Not for sale!"
Lin Chunju slammed the door again, and Mrs. Song almost burst with vexation, only to be pulled away by her husband.
"Forget it, let's ask someone else."
