"Do you think I can't afford your villa?"
Chen Yu changed into a comfortable position and took a sip from his teacup.
"Dr. Chen, you've misunderstood. You're so capable. How can you not be able to afford a villa?"
"I... I'm thinking about what kind of preferential price I should offer you."
Wen Xinghui revealed a look of reluctance to part with what he loved.
"The villa is listed for sale at 250 million yuan. If Dr. Chen wants to buy it, forget about the change."
"Just give me 200 million."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yu put down his teacup and patted Wen Xinghui's shoulder.
Wen Xinghui almost slipped from the sofa to the floor.
"President Wen, business is business. If you offer 200 million, can I bargain?"
"Yes, absolutely."
Wen Xinghui replied nervously.
Retracting his hand, Chen Yu raised his finger and said, "Not long ago, a group of antis appeared in my livestream. Does President Wen know about this?"