"At least..." Song Xingxue looked at Ding Xiaoyi with a ferocious expression: "Give me some compensation!"

Ding Xiaoyi twitched the corner of his mouth and raised a finger: "One hundred ghost notes!"

Song Xingxue was startled, and his face suddenly became more gloomy: "You are insulting me!"

"Ugh..." Ding Xiaoyi scratched his head in embarrassment, and when he was about to find another way to compensate, Song Xingxue said first:

"She has three heads and four faces. You give me a hundred ghost notes? At least three hundred."

After he finished speaking fiercely, he was already prepared to bargain with this guy. He must make this guy bleed a lot of money in order to soothe his inner sorrow.

So I need at least one hundred and fifty before I give up.

Unexpectedly, Ding Xiaoyi nodded, but without saying a word of nonsense, he took out three thick stacks of money and stuffed it into his arms: "Deal!"

"Ah! Isn't this how you should bargain? Why doesn't this guy follow the script?"

Looking at the three thick stacks of brand new banknotes in his hand, Song Xingxue felt mixed emotions in his heart.

This feeling is like a piece of jade that the merchant says is so lavish, asking you for 100,000 yuan.

With the mentality of giving it a try, you cut it to a thousand with one knife. You thought the merchant would be angry and angry, but you didn't expect that the merchant just nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, I felt like I had been deceived.

"Is it because I want too little? Or is this guy just too rich?"
Chapter completed!