"Alright, buddy, stop bullshitting. Ten thousand. Yes or no, just give me an answer."
"Heh. Let me ask you, do I look like someone who needs your ten thousand? Oh, how about this? I'll give *you* ten thousand. You can sell me that dog of yours."
Fang Chenyi was genuinely pissed off. Er Gouzi was a reward from the system. So even if he were broke—let alone the fact that he wasn't—he would never sell this dog!
Especially with the guy copping this attitude right from the start. 'Am I supposed to just take this?' he thought. 'Buy my dog? Buy my ass.'
But as soon as he said that, not only Principal Wang but everyone else—except for the security guards who knew the real story—shot him a strange look.
Although the man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, the small Armani logo on his suit was too far away for anyone to see clearly. Add to that the two large bags and the Wuling minivan behind him, and everyone was seriously skeptical about his net worth.
