Manager Han gave a forced smile and said, "I've been inquiring, Miss He, since you have such resources, why are the bags you bring always priced between 100,000 and 500,000? Actually, the ones over a million are even more..."
Upon hearing this, He Tang suddenly interrupted Manager Han.
He Tang's face was taut as she said, "Manager Han, there's no need to press the matter. The items I bring are all legitimate, with complete documentation. If Manager Han doesn't want to do business with me, then I'll just find another buyer."
She made a move to get up and leave.
Manager Han instantly panicked and hastily piled on a smile: "Why would you say that, Miss He? You're our God of Wealth here. Please, disregard my question."
"Give me a price," said He Tang, not wanting to waste more words with him.
Manager Han glanced at He Tang and ventured, "400,000?"
"OK, make out the paperwork," she said.
After speaking, He Tang had already risen from the couch and was walking out.
