Sometimes business negotiations are like that, asking for the sky and settling for the ground.
Qi Yun's psychological price was 120,000 yuan a year, and he planned to wait for the other party to lower it a bit, then he would raise his offer a little, reaching a level acceptable to both parties.
But who knew Zhang Fengdan had such a bad temper, she directly said: "The minimum is 140,000, rent it or not!"
She then turned around and started criticizing the newly laid floor tiles by the workers: "Hey! Look at this gap, it's so big! How are you working?"
"And this corner, why are there so many small tiles, if it's not done well, I'm going to deduct your pay!"
Qi Yun smacked his lips, all the arguments he had planned swallowed back into his stomach, leaving him stunned on the spot.
Yet he had a good attitude, not too annoyed, deciding to secure the shop first, making money is the priority.
