Zhou Hong's Wife was stunned; she had said so much hoping the other party would lower the price, considering it was a big project after all.
But unexpectedly, the other party just walked away, leaving her looking pitifully at Yang Zhaodi, "Mom, what do we do?"
What to do? Yang Zhaodi felt deeply tired, "You're asking me what to do, like I know what to do."
She was also irritated, "I said earlier that the price was about right, but didn't you think you could do it, that you were capable and could haggle down the price?"
"Then you handle it. You're asking me what to do now, as if I know what to do."
Yang Zhaodi tossed things aside, "The kids are about to finish school. I have to go back and get things ready, or the two elderly won't be able to manage them."
"As for this matter, you all figure it out on your own."
"The advice I can give is, some money really can't be saved just by being frugal."
