"I'm sorry, but I have no intention of selling this jadeite raw stone. They're right, it wouldn't matter if it were three million or even thirty million, I wouldn't sell!" Shangguan Hao said with extreme indifference.
Although it was true that merchants love profit, he was not one himself; he had never done business in his life.
So when that person spoke to him about these matters, it was like playing the lute to a cow.
Moreover, that person's words and actions were inherently contradictory. He spoke of merchants loving profit, yet he was willing to risk a fortune to buy Shangguan Hao's jadeite raw stone. Wasn't he afraid of ending up without a penny to his name?
There had to be a sufficiently large benefit to entice him to take such a risk willingly.
Upon hearing this, the man fell silent.
Seeing this, Shangguan Hao lifted the corners of his mouth, revealing a trace of scorn.
But his scorn was soon reined in, as he glanced at Yang Xiao, curious about his reaction.
