"May I ask, Mr. Z, what are your plans for us after this?"
At the moment, we want to head to Washington, New York, to see if there are any opportunities for us there.
This place is ultimately the ground of sorrow, staying one more day is another day of sadness. Mr. Z, you understand my pain, right?
The losers are always losers, I don't have too many complaints, I accept the bet and the loss, and I'm ready to start over!" Castaneda asked.
Zhu Wencong followed Castaneda to his study, although they had sold their farm for a low price, they had also received a substantial amount of money.
Only by giving them a glimmer of hope, would they willingly sell their land and go develop other industries.
If the price were pressed too low, it would only create unnecessary trouble, and Zhu Wencong didn't want to continue the hassle.
Their time wasn't valuable, his was, so he wanted them to take the money and scram quickly.