Zhang Xiaowei's face suddenly turned ugly.
The decorating company's boss abruptly interrupted, clearly wanting to make things unpleasant for him.
"Sorry, but I've already agreed to work for this young man."
Just as Zhang Xiaowei was about to give a quote to compete for the business of the elderly man and his two sons, the old man calmly rejected the decorating company's boss.
The boss was taken aback and exclaimed in disbelief, "Old man, this is fifty thousand yuan we're talking about. Are you not going to use it to treat your wife's illness?"
"My wife's sickness is beyond cure, and fifty thousand yuan means nothing to her. I have always taught my children and grandchildren to be upright. How can we go back on our word?"
Hearing the old man's assertive response, Zhang Xiaowei felt reassured.
"Elder, rest assured, I will definitely not let you down."
