"After we finish selling the oil, we'll keep these barrels. They've already been cleaned for you. This stuff is still five bucks each; that's quite a bit for so many," Wang Fanggang said as he placed everything in front of Qin Kaize.
"Count it and see if there's a mistake with the money."
"Then you should take a look at the fruit; it's definitely fresh and can last a few days without issue," Qin Kaize replied, unfolding the newspaper wrapping the cash and checking the bundles quickly.
His speed was swift, and Wang Fanggang had quite a few people with him.
After confirming everything was in order, Wang Fanggang smiled and asked, "Do you still have oil?"
"None left," Qin Kaize decisively declined.
Wang Fanggang hurriedly said, "I know you think the price we offered is low. How about this: I'll buy oil from you at three bucks seventy a pound, and I'll take as much as you have."