Although Su Xiaoli didn't like Qin Zimo and his friends at all.
But no one would hold a grudge against money.
So, when Si Jincheng asked her for the unit price, the little girl stretched out five fingers and sky-high demanded,
"Fifty bucks each!"
Si Jincheng almost burst out laughing.
It was clear that fifty bucks each was the highest price she could think of.
The man nodded, "How many in total?"
"Let me count!"
The girl laid out the little trinkets on the coffee table and started counting earnestly,
"One, two, three, four…"
Eventually, she packed up all the items, "There are 77 in total, that's three thousand eight hundred and fifty yuan. I'll take three thousand nine hundred from you and give you back fifty yuan."
After collecting the money, the girl habitually stuffed her business card into Si Jincheng's hand, "Here's our business card, you can come back to us when you run out!"