Li Xiaoyao liked the bar the first time he came here.
He was not a man to take something by force, so he planned to buy it with money.
According to his estimation, the price of the bar was probably around two million.
Because the land on which the bar sat was leased, not purchased, otherwise the land alone would have been worth more than that price.
When Mr. Huo heard Li Xiaoyao's words, the smile on his face vanished immediately, and he put down his wine glass, saying, "Mr. Li is surely joking."
Li Xiaoyao's tone was neither light nor heavy as he spoke, "Do I look like I'm joking with you? Mr. Huo, name your price. If you don't, then I will set it myself."
Whether Mr. Huo was willing to sell or not, Li Xiaoyao was going to buy the bar. Although he would not take by force, if Mr. Huo did not recognize what was good for him, Li Xiaoyao might well have to engage in a forced purchase.
