The boss had just closed a big deal and was feeling happy, but the sight of the bracelet in Lin Chen's hand left him sorely disappointed.
He had bought the bracelet for twenty yuan from the countryside; it was essentially worthless.
"A thousand yuan," the boss said offhandedly.
"Boss, do you take me for a fool like that idiot, selling such a shoddy bracelet for a thousand? I'd say two hundred at most," Lin Chen said lightly.
"Two hundred!" The people around were stunned.
Zhou Bin had just given a gift worth a hundred thousand yuan, and here you were complaining about a thousand yuan, not to mention you haggled it down from a thousand to two hundred in one breath, which seemed utterly insincere.
After thinking for a moment, the boss said, "Fine, I'm in a good mood today, I'll sell it to you at cost."
What! From a thousand down to two hundred, and the boss actually agreed.
Zhou Bin's face turned sour, wondering how much money this guy had made off him given such a huge markup.
