"I didn't expect to see Miss Qiao again so soon." Yu Gangan smiled back. Although she was sitting casually, her aura was not inferior to Qiao Paner's.
Qiao Pan'er said forcefully: "Since you are Jia Yu's friend, everything is easy to negotiate, and I will also give you the ideal price in terms of price."
Yu Gangan looked at her funny: "Miss Qiao, I don't think I said I wanted to sell the medical clinic."
Yesterday, when Qiao Pan'er and Lin Jiayu talked about Chinese medicine during dinner, they looked down upon it.
Why do you still want to buy a Chinese medicine clinic
"I don't think the business of your medical clinic is very good. Instead of staying here every day and worrying about not being able to continue the business, it's better to sell it and live a little easier." Qiao Pan'er smiled and put the purchase The letter of intent was thrown in front of Yu Gangan.
Yu Gangan pressed his finger on the letter of intent and then gently pushed it back: "Sorry, this medical clinic does not sell it."
"Not selling?" The smile on Qiao Paner's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a cold and disdainful expression, and she crossed her legs elegantly, "Are you really not selling, or do you want a better price? I already said it, Since we all know Jiayu, I will not let you down in terms of price."
Yu Gangan smiled lightly: "This medical center is not mine, I can't sell it."
Qiao Pan'er looked at Yu Gangan coldly, sneered from her nostrils, and said sarcastically: "Sometimes playing hard to get is too much, but the gain outweighs the loss."
"If I say I won't sell, I won't sell. If I say I can't sell, I won't. If you insist on misunderstanding me, then I can't help it."
Yu Gangan tilted his head slightly and spread his hands to express his helplessness.
Now Qiao Pan'er really believed that Yu Gangan would not sell the medical clinic.
She snorted softly and asked, "How much money can your medical clinic make without selling it?"
Yu Gangan replied: "This is not a matter of making money or not."
There was a contemptuous smile on Qiao Paner's lips: "Miss Yu, I might as well advise you that your traditional Chinese medicine clinic is too old and can't make much money at all. Instead of working hard all day long, why don't you think of some flexibility? Woolen cloth?"
Yu Gangan crossed his hands, played with his two index fingers in circles, and said casually: "Thank you for your advice, but... no need."
She looked like she didn't want to and continued to talk in depth.
Qiao Pan'er looked at her, her gaze cold and sharp, like a sharp knife.
After a moment, she snorted, stood up, and said condescendingly: "Miss Yu, it's better not to say something too early. I'll leave this letter of intent to purchase here. Miss Yu, you can think about it carefully and think about yourself." My phone number is in the purchase intention letter. If you change your mind, you can call me."
After saying these words, Qiao Pan'er twisted her bag, twisted her waist, stepped on high heels, took her assistant, and turned to leave.
Yu Gangan threw the purchase intention letter directly into the trash can next to him in the next second.
Qiao Pan'er caught a glimpse of it from the corner of her eye and paused in her steps.
She clenched her fists tightly, her eyes filled with anger, and she took heavy steps.
Uncle Wang came over and looked at Qiao Paner's leaving figure, with a slightly worried look on his face: "It seems like they won't give up."
Yu Gangan said: The soldiers will block it, and the water will flood the soil.
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PS: Please give me a recommendation vote, please give me a recommendation vote. The one my uncle drew today was an accidental one.
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