Liu Qingyang scratched his head, his expression somewhat comical. His lips twitched before he finally said: "Young Master, the Chairman said if you spend in the shop, you can get a 30% discount."
After he finished speaking, he also made the gesture for 'seven'.
"Oh...30% discount, huh? That's practically a VIP price. Old Yang must really like me ... wait a minute!"
Only then did Yang Gang suddenly realise something was not quite right.
I'm the young master of the Yang family, shouldn't it be free for me to spend in the shops? What's with the discount deal?
"Ah!" Yang Gang's expression abruptly turned enlightened, his face filled with dark lines, he muttered: "Old Yang, you really have the guts; even such a cheap trick you can use!"
Yang Gang suppressed his anger and said: "Liu Qingyang, what are you saying? I, the prestigious heirdom of the Yang family, the future successor to the Yang Group, needs to pay in their own shop?"
