Zhang Yanping wanted to speak but hesitated, yet upon reflection on this year's price for the premium apples from his own family's orchard—although his fruit wholesale store couldn't afford such expensive fruit, since someone dared to name such a price, there definitely had to be a market for it.
He gritted his teeth, "Alright!"
At this moment, the two differently colored peelers exchanged a look, sharing a tacit understanding.
And Zhang Yanping thought, "A live broadcast this afternoon? If it's a live broadcast, I can put up a notice for Qiaoqiao's live broadcast room, and by the way mention that this is the only live broadcast for the peaches."
Song Tan then lifted his chin, looking in the direction of Boss Qian, "I think he's quite tempted, he might really buy a lot..."
It was just uncertain how much daring he had, could he spend 200,000?
Song Tan was not wrong; Boss Qian indeed had this intent.