A middle-aged man named Li Yang stopped Zhong Shaoqing.
After the commotion at the main entrance at noon, he naturally recognized Zhong Shaoqing.
They had discussed it during lunch, but it was taken as just a joke.
Yet, he hadn't expected that the item Second Young Master Zhong wanted to buy was this.
One million could buy the factory.
"Second Young Master, there's an order to things; you can't do this, it's not following the rules," he said.
Song Yunuan was a volunteer service member, but she also wore an identifying armband.
It bore the words "Service Team."
Song Yunuan immediately said, "Business is business. While we value the principle of first come, first served, our Qionghai Crafts Factory's products have a reserve price. Do you really think if you want to buy it all for a penny, we should prioritize you?"
Li Yang: "When did we ever say we'd buy it for a penny?"
"Then how much do you want to pay?"
Li Yang furrowed his brow: "Cut it by twenty percent."
