"Since you can make the decisions, I'll be straightforward. My terms are simple: you give me the land at Qingfeng Ridge unconditionally. I've brought the contract today; as long as you're ready to sign, I'll return this little box to you."
After speaking.
Zhou Tong tapped the urn in the hairy man's hand.
Chen Fang nodded slightly, turning to Tan Xiao, "Young Master Zhou's terms seem very reasonable to me. Since we have no use for that land at Qingfeng Ridge, let's just give it to Young Master Zhou."
Upon hearing this.
Tan Xiao felt bewildered.
Chen Fang had initially insisted "not an inch of land," which led to the prolonged standoff. How could he agree at the first meeting?
Zhou Tong smiled and said, "I knew it, there are sensible people here. We're all making a living in the same county, crossing paths frequently. What's the benefit of offending me? Come on, bring the contract for Mr. Tan to sign."
As soon as he finished speaking.
