Feng Guanghui squinted his eyes and asked with a puzzled expression, "Manager Chi, aren't you suffering heavy losses? Even the monthly gemstone trade fair is unattended. Why would you want to renew the lease?"
Chi Yanyan replied with a distressed face, "Do you think I want to? I have no choice, I still have fifteen tons of stock, and I can't bear to sell them to you at half price; I'd jump off a building if I did. Luckily, Zhonghe takes a little each month to stock up, or else I really couldn't survive."
Feng Guanghui nodded. Indeed, he knew all these things. He heaved a silent sigh of relief. It was also a good thing that Chi Yanyan was willing to rent booth 52. At least for this year, he wouldn't be scolded by the old master.
"Okay, Manager Chi, we will stick with the original price. I'll draft the contract right now."
