One hundred and twenty yuan per catty of chicken? This price on the market is probably sky-high. Even Bai Yun, who doesn't know much about grains and labor, realized that these two bastards were trying to scam her.
Are they trying to get her to back down? Hmph! Dream on, she's not someone who gives up halfway. Once she sets her mind on something, she will see it through to the end.
Bai Yun adjusted her clothes and said, "Alright! One hundred and twenty it is!"
Wu Xiaoyu saw her agree so readily and became even more curious. He asked, "What does your hotel's performance have to do with my free-range chicken? You can accept this price?"
Zhou Dong set the exorbitant price of one hundred and twenty to make Bai Yun refuse, but she eagerly agreed, which piqued Zhou Dong's interest.
