Ms. Zhang took the banknote and chuckled, "Whether it's given early or late, isn't it still going to be given? I really don't understand what you are thinking. What's the point of skimping two lifts? Now look, you've just thrown in another two lifts for nothing."
What do they call it when someone takes advantage and then plays coy? Yang Qingrui could only think to laugh when he saw this.
After a pause, he heard her continue, "Father, I have to talk to you about this. What are you doing? You've run the shop for so many years and made quite a bit. You really don't lack that stuff at all."
Ms. Zhang's father was getting impatient inside. Missing a hundred taels of silver felt like his heart had been gouged out.
Hearing his daughter's words, he couldn't help but retort, "I just think you have too many clothes, there's absolutely no need to waste. Money shouldn't be spent so recklessly."
