A Small Deal

After Chen Taitong left, Qing Ren picked up his cellphone happily and dialed a number.

"Hello?" Someone answered. It was super loud over there and sounded like a karaoke bar.

"We got business," Qing Ren said.

After a bit, the noise disappeared. That person probably walked out of the karaoke bar.

"It's been a while. Mold has almost grown on me! What is it, a big deal or a small one?"

"Just a small deal," Qing Ren replied.

"What? A small deal again? Sh*t!"

Qing Ren sighed and said as if he was worried about the country, "Well, now the whole economy is going down. All of my money is in the stock market and real estate. The real economy is weak. It is good to have a deal. Don't be picky."

"Qing Ren, I suggest you change your location. Look, your office is too difficult to find. You won't get much business there."

Qing Ren laughed, "Rent is cheap here. Why would I change my location? Honestly most of my customers come from word of mouth, so location is not a problem."