Yan Fei sneered, "How much do you say this stuff of mine is worth per catty, if it really has the effects you mentioned?"
"How about selling it for twenty bucks a catty?" Director Pi blurted out. After saying this and seeing Yan Fei just looking at him without speaking, he felt a bit embarrassed. "Or maybe thirty bucks?"
"Forget it, when are you leaving? I'll go get a catty for you to try first," Yan Fei said, not wanting to waste more words.
He really didn't care. The stuff was his own, and whether or not to give it away depended on his mood. Even if Director Pi had a special mission, it wouldn't matter. If he persisted in pretending, trying to get Yan Fei to offer it for free, then Yan Fei really wouldn't give it to him.
