"What's this number? Two hundred bucks? Not selling!"
Luo Chao refused immediately without even thinking. Isn't this ridiculous? After lining up for so long to buy a green onion pancake, and you, a chubby old man, want me to transfer it to you for two hundred bucks?
You've got to be kidding!
If it was before, I might have considered it, but now things are different!
I just gave away thirty thousand bucks, and now you want to buy the green onion pancake I waited in line for, on an empty stomach, for just two hundred bucks?
Don't even think about it!
"Young man, it's not two hundred bucks, it's two thousand bucks!"
The chubby old man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead; he had originally planned to only say twenty bucks.
But he hadn't expected Luo Chao to reject even two hundred bucks, so he gritted his teeth and upped the price tenfold!
"Two thousand bucks?!"
