Seeing Lin Yuan's refusal, Xia Zheng thought she was just not satisfied with the offer he had made. Just as he was about to raise the stakes, he saw Lin Yuan turn to Lao Fan and say, "Don't forget about the estate, if possible, I plan on setting up the tofu workshop before the New Year."
As Lao Fan leisurely stroked his beard, he squinted and replied, "I'm on it. Currently, I've got my eye on three places, but I'm still negotiating. I'll let you have a look once I settle on one."
"Hmm, okay."
No sooner had Lin Yuan nodded in agreement than Xia Zheng hastily grabbed hold of Lao Fan's arm and exclaimed loudly, "Is there some agreement between you two that I don't know about? Quick, tell me!"
"You little rascal! This is my deal, and it's none of your business!" Lao Fan's eyes rolled as he gave Xia Zheng a big, dismissive eye roll.
