"Brother Chen, what do you need? I can give you a ten percent discount, which I am still in charge of."
The handsome man, Jiang Boxiong, led Chen Yu to his stall, speaking with pride.
The trading hall was divided into temporary stalls and long-term rented ones.
Jiang Boxiong's stall was a long-term rental, which came at a high cost.
But this stall was not his alone; it was a partnership among several people, and one of the strongest partners was a Golden Emblem Holy Guard.
"Only ten percent off? Brother Jiang, we've just met, and you're only offering me a ten percent discount for patronizing your store?"
Chen Yu questioned.
In truth, he did not really care; any amount of discount was good enough for him.
"This... Brother Chen, a ten percent discount is already a good deal."
Jiang Boxiong felt that Chen Yu was too greedy but did not want to say it outright.
"Brother Jiang wouldn't be unable to make the decision, would he? Surely Brother Jiang's say isn't that insignificant?"
