A Five Million Yuan Bowl

The smile on Gu Man's face gradually widened. Just as Boss Zhao thought that this was a done deal, she suddenly took the ceramic bowl and said maliciously, "This is the price just now. Now this is not my price."

Boss Zhao had been in this industry for many years, so how could he not tell that Gu Man was being calculative about what had happened just now? However, he was also careless. He did not expect that Du Fei, that kid, would really get a good product and sell it at a low price. This caused him to not even look at it. He had completely forgotten about all the professional ethics he had for so many years.

"Miss Gu, look, I was blind just now. I'll add 500,000 yuan as an apology."

Gu Man held the porcelain bowl in one hand and looked at Boss Zhao. She neither agreed nor rejected him. Her faint smile made Boss Zhao nervous.