"That's right."
Her usually quiet uncle couldn't help but glance at Lun Chuan, expressing his agreement with this charming young man: "It's alright if we earn a little less in a year; the family doesn't have much savings, and we can't afford any losses."
Zhang Chen opened his mouth for a long time before hesitantly asking Wu Lei in a low voice, "Just how much… are we talking about?"
Wu Lei was momentarily confused and turned to look at his father.
Zhang Chen instantly felt awkward.
But fortunately, his uncle didn't mind. He just gave his clueless son a complicated look before saying, "Not even 300,000, I guess."
That was a lifetime's savings for both the husband and wife, scrimping and saving.
Zhang Chen was left speechless.
Ahem… He wasn't exactly a rich second-generation either, and his family wasn't that well off, but he had an allowance of 100,000 a month.
Now, thinking of how he had just encouraged them to take a risk and raise more cattle, his face blushed.