When Hargrove Hark came to the pavilion, he couldn't hide his excitement at the thought of the continuous supply of energy in the mountain.
Mrs. White didn't say a word from beginning to end.
Although Hargrove Hark thought the old lady was a little fierce, he didn't care about anything else.
"Mrs. White, when shall we sign the contract?"
Mrs. White looked up at him and said, "You want to sign the contract? Okay. How much do you want to pay?"
Hargrove Hark was stunned. He was so happy that he forgot it.
Mrs. White didn't look like a person who could cut the price casually.
"Mrs. White, this price..."
"Two hundred and fifty million. Even a Penny less is not enough."
Mrs. White interrupted him and immediately made a price.
Hargrove Hark's face darkened, which was beyond his price.
"Didn't you say two hundred million?"