C132 Who's Prettier

"Thirty thousand." The boss took a look and said reluctantly. It seemed that the stone didn't make money, right?

"It's so small. You still want thirty thousand?" Qin Hao was not short of money, but he could not afford to waste it. He still had to bargain when it was time to bargain.

"At least twenty-seven thousand," the owner said without even looking at it