The bald manager listened and remained calm, though his blood pressure seemed to be rising a tad too much…
"Mr. Meng, 14 million is really too high. How about we meet halfway, 13 million! An overbid of 2 million is already quite high, and that's the highest authority granted to me by the headquarters."
"Oh…" Meng Lang nodded in understanding and then stood up.
"Then I'll come back in a couple of days."
Joking aside, knowing I could earn 14 million but settling for 13 million, isn't that just being at odds with money?
Money is a bastard, yet in this world, both men and women, most seem to adore bastards.
"Uh… Mr. Meng, please wait a moment!" The bald manager's forehead began to sweat.
Come back in a couple of days?
Who knows if your expectations will continue to soar by then?
By that time, I'm afraid my blood pressure won't be able to handle it!