Before Zhou Dong could open his mouth, Bai Yun keenly noticed his mention of a price drop and said discontentedly:
"You want to lower the price of the chickens? Then I also need a discount for my purchase! You've already ripped me off once, you can't keep making me suffer, right?"
Wu Xiaoyu heard her demand and felt like slapping himself. Why on earth did he mention a price drop in front of her?
Great, now he's shot himself in the foot!
Besides, Bai Yun just handed him a seventy-thousand-dollar check. If he doesn't lower the price for her, it would be hard to justify. Wu Xiaoyu eventually gritted his teeth, pretending to be heartbroken, and said:
"Alright! I'll give you a discount too, a hundred bucks per pound. If it's okay with you, we'll continue cooperating. If not, don't buy it!"
