Meng Yunjian saw how straightforward the other party was, as he too decided to be direct.
And being direct meant asking for a hefty sum right off the bat.
"One thousand yuan."
Old Zhao was shocked, "That much?"
He thought a few hundred yuan would already be the limit, and here Meng Yunjian was asking for one thousand yuan straight away?
Meng Yunjian, seeing the other party's reluctance to pay so much, naturally had his set of justifications, "One thousand yuan is just a small amount of money for you, as long as you pay this, I promise I won't come asking again."
If he gave money this easily, there would inevitably be another time when Meng Yunjian would come knocking for more.
It would become a cycle, where every time money was needed, he'd show up to demand it.
The other party's assurance was worthless.
Old Zhao was actually prepared to give the one thousand yuan.
However, Xiaowei's mind worked quickly and after whispering something into Little Huzi's ear, he darted off.