Nan Yu heard that the restaurant that his father had been forced to resell before his death was now being sold again, so he hurried back to China to take back the restaurant. Unexpectedly, the current owner of the restaurant was actually his former high school alumnus.
Since they were old acquaintances, they must be able to negotiate the price, so she happily invited the other party out for dinner. When she euphemistically expressed her desire to buy a restaurant and asked if she could have a knife.
The complacent man sitting opposite suddenly put down his chopsticks and said sternly: "I'm sorry, although you and I were classmates. But as you can see, the location of this restaurant is very good, and the customer base is stable. Besides, I have been running this restaurant for five years and have spent a lot of effort. The price I offer is already very low, and there is really no room for price reduction."
The implication is that it is impossible to use a knife, and it is impossible to use a knife in this life.
Everyone said that, it wouldn't look good if you kept pestering him. Nan Yu expressed his understanding in disappointment and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, the other party grabbed her wrist and looked up at her: "If you really want it, I can consider letting you pay in installments."
"Okay, okay. How much down payment do you want, and how long can it be divided for? How is the interest calculated?"
"The down payment doesn't matter. It can be spread over twenty or thirty years. The longer the better. As for the interest..."
Nan Yu blinked and stared at his beautiful lips, inexplicably nervous.
The man slowly uttered a few words: "Let's talk about it then."
Later.
Nan Yu, who was charged interest, angrily punched the man lying beside him, "Tell me! Did you have a premeditated plan?"
The man pursed his lips noncommittally, pulled the person back into his arms and continued to collect interest.
Intention: None