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Chapter 140 Selling Things(2/2)

The old man looked into An Ning's eyes for the first time, firmly.

Or rather determined.

She was determined that this was her bottom line.

In fact, the income of 47,000 is indeed a profit.

But compared with three thousand, there is still a big difference.

"I'm sorry, I wonder where the girl came from?"

The old man felt that he was at peace, and that some members of his family were asking him.

"Come here the second way."

The old man cupped his hands and pondered, which family is the second road?

Why doesn't he know?

"How about thirty thousand?"

The old man gave a price and An Ning shook his head.

"Forty-seven thousand."

The old man smiled somewhat bitterly.

"Girl, you have to make some concessions. How about 40,000?"

This time An Ning did not refuse directly, but thought for a moment and said, "Forty-five thousand, the final price."

This was the first time the old man saw such a counteroffer. The most important thing was that he felt that this girl was very serious.

"It's really old. Well, forty-five thousand."

The old man set the price, and An Ning finally smiled and patted An Guoming, who had his eyes closed and his ears covered.

"Done?"

An Guoming was afraid that when he heard the price, he would show his timidity and affect the peace of bargaining, so he simply closed his eyes and covered his ears.

"How many?"

"Forty-five thousand dollars."

An Guoming's mouth opened wide, his eyes widened, and he gave An Ning a thumbs up.

ox!
Chapter completed!
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