"Twenty thousand yuan?"
Luo Zhiming felt like he was about to faint, fearing that even selling himself wouldn't net twenty thousand yuan.
Seeing Luo Zhiming's uneasy expression, Xu He became displeased, "You think twenty thousand is too expensive? That's probably the cheapest house in the county. If you don't even have twenty thousand, what house were you promising to buy me?"
Xu He, seeing that he still remained silent, began to lose her temper, "I don't even know what business you're doing, always saying you're making money, yet now you can't even come up with this small amount."
"I don't think it's expensive; I just think the house isn't good." Luo Zhiming racked his brain and finally found a good excuse, "Think about it, what kind of good house can you buy near the entrance of your factory? That area isn't good. If we buy, we should buy something better."
"Really?" Upon hearing this, Xu He's eyes lit up with joy, looking at him, "Then how much are you planning to spend?"
