He just couldn't quite understand—given Lin Yi is so rich, why would his father work here?
But of course, that's their family business.
"Haha, since Brother Lin gave you this tea, I don't feel right taking it away from you, but I really do like this tea. How's this for a deal? Why don't you give me half of it, and with Brother Lin around, I'll add fifty thousand more to your pay. How about four million per liang?"
The price is indeed quite high, though the tea is truly rare; even when rare, it has its value.
Even if it goes to auction, at most, it would be this price; after deducting the auction commission, it might not even reach three hundred fifty thousand per liang.
So it seems Zhuang Yan has given Lin Yi quite a lot of face.
However, seeing Father Lin's somewhat difficult expression, Zhuang Yan smiled and continued:
"How about this, you give Brother Lin a call, and then I'll speak to him personally."
