When the people of the Zhang Family arrived at the capital of the province, it was already past eight. Zhang Tao first took his wife and children to have a sumptuous breakfast before heading to his senior brother's house to meet up, and then they went to the previously agreed-upon location.
Once they arrived, the three members of the Zhang Family saw the dining table and chairs in the private room and immediately were taken with them. Truly, they're worthy of a wealthy second generation starting a business—the materials used are really good, and they look high class.
The rich kid probably didn't sleep well last night; he was shaky when he arrived and didn't look happy when he saw the ordinary-dressed Zhang Family trio.
"You've seen the stuff. I'm offering a fixed price here: fifty thousand for all this furniture, and you can take it all away." The rich kid had experienced a lot of haggling lately and was tired of it; he didn't want to go through it again now.
