"This... There's actually a Four Symbols Acupuncture Technique in this world?" Wen Zihua had difficulty swallowing his saliva.
"Mr. Wen, weren't you going to buy my clothes? You can make your offer now," Qin Yu said with a smile, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.
Make an offer? I'd like to slap an offer onto your face! Do I look like I have so much money that I need to spend sixty million pounds on your clothes?
Wen Zihua cleared his throat and said, "Ahem... I still have some matters to attend to, so, uh, Junyi, what were you saying just now? Right, right, the financing issue? That's an easy fix, let's go! We'll talk it over now!"
"Yes... Yes, let's go talk... talk about it," Zhang Junyi hastily agreed. He had no face to continue staying here, their dignities already swollen from blows!
