"Yes indeed~~~"

The Fat Boss was completely absorbed in his own gloating, not noticing the strange tone from the owner of Stall No. 1. He boasted again, "Well, I actually expected the price to be around thirty or forty thousand, but that young fellow insisted on giving me seventy thousand. No one would complain about having too much money, right, Old Yang?"

The owner of Stall No. 1, with a dark expression, suppressed the urge to punch the Fat Boss and asked, "Old Wang, the young fellow you're talking about, could it be that Bai Wu from a couple of days ago?"

"Yes! That's him!" The Fat Boss nodded with a glowing face.

"I say, Old Wang, haven't you learned your lesson yet? That young man's eye for things is sharp! Have you forgotten what happened a couple of days ago?" The owner of Stall No. 1 spoke with a hint of schadenfreude.

"What do you mean, Old Yang?" The Fat Boss was taken aback.

"I mean, could it be that there's something valuable in that batch of goods again?" asked the owner of Stall No. 1.

The Fat Boss felt a sudden thud in his heart, a sense of foreboding rising within him.@@novelbin@@

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