Probe—Cutting Someone's Money

"What, you're not selling your watermelons?" Boss Liu looked at the watermelons with a dark expression. "Boss Shi, my car has already driven over and the price has been negotiated. You've picked the watermelons in the fields and are still loading them into the car. You are now telling me that your watermelons are not for sale. Are you playing with me?"

Shi Xianlin and the others said in embarrassment, "I'm really sorry, Boss Liu. We really don't want to sell these watermelons anymore. Sorry for wasting your trip."

But in his heart, he said, "This morning, I begged you like a dog. Now, hmph, someone will accept my watermelons if you don't. The price is even higher than yours. I don't have to beg you!"

Boss Liu did not understand.

He asked, "Why aren't you selling it? The watermelons are already in the vehicle, but you're getting people to unload them. Can't you talk nicely?"

Among the four of them, Shi Bangliang had the most watermelons.