Hmm, it’s still the same as before. Tong Wen felt more reassured. She said awkwardly, "I promised to buy some for my friend. Tell me, how many can you give me?"
Meng Chuyue smiled, "Two hundred kilograms, is that enough?"
Tong Wen wanted to say it wasn’t enough, but she didn’t have much money on hand. Just now, Yun Si hadn’t given her any money. At thirty yuan per kilogram, two hundred kilograms would cost six thousand, which was already quite frightening.
Tong Wen hadn’t bought quality fruit for a while; Meng Chuyue had been giving it to her to eat.
Of course, it was always about ten kilograms each time, not too much.
This time, it suddenly came to two hundred kilograms; she definitely had to pay.
She thought it would be a little less than thirty-five yuan per kilogram, but to her surprise, Meng Chuyue had Zhao Xiaoxin charge her twenty yuan per kilogram.
Even so, Tong Wen didn’t increase the amount to three hundred kilograms, but paid four thousand yuan and walked away with two hundred kilograms of fruit.
What she didn’t know was that Meng Chuyue sighed at her retreating figure for a long time.
Meng Chuyue was very disappointed in her now: calculating against Song Enshu?
That was utterly shameless.
However, she hadn’t succeeded. Meng Chuyue didn’t want to confront her directly; she just wanted to quietly watch her dig her own grave.
Someone like Yun Si... wasn’t someone Tong Wen could afford to provoke.
Right now, Tong Wen’s mind was full of thoughts of Yun Si, and she immediately took the two hundred kilograms of fruit to show off her efforts.
After trying the fruit, Yun Si was impressed and, upon hearing it was only twenty yuan per kilogram, immediately switched on his business acumen.
He opened a box right away, counted out four thousand from a box full of money, and gave it to Tong Wen. He then handed her another ten thousand, "Take this ten thousand and buy some jewelry."
Just as Tong Wen was about to modestly decline, Yun Si pulled out fifty thousand and dropped it in front of her, "Could you also buy some quality fruit with this fifty thousand?"
Tong Wen was stunned, "I’m not sure I can get that much."
Yun Si was unconcerned, "Whatever amount you can get is fine."
Worried that the quality fruit would sell out, Tong Wen immediately took the money to Medicinal Food Hall.
Meng Chuyue and Shen Ci were no longer there; she only saw Zhao Xiaoxin and Zou Xiaojun.
She asked Zhao Xiaoxin with a smile, "Where’s Chuyue? Isn’t she here any longer?"
"Yeah, she went to the school with Brother Ci. Professor Lee called them."
Tong Wen’s face turned a bit ugly.
She was totally irritated whenever Professor Lee was mentioned.
She had thought that Meng Chuyue’s introduction to Professor Lee meant he would definitely accept her, but he had considered for a few days and then refused.
She felt that Meng Chuyue had humiliated her greatly: Damn it, if you don’t have this capability, don’t take on such a responsibility. She’s so familiar with Professor Lee, couldn’t she have spoken to him quietly? Why did it have to be so public, making her a laughingstock?
Zhao Xiaoxin, busy attending to other customers and multitasking, didn’t see Tong Wen’s venomous expression. She nodded with a smile, "Yes, Sister Tong Wen, do you have something urgent for her? Should I call her?"
Tong Wen shook her head, "No need, actually, talking to you works too. It’s , I’d like to buy some more quality fruit. Do you have any?"
"We do. How much do you want?"
"I’d like to buy fifty thousand yuan worth, at twenty yuan per kilogram. That would be two thousand five hundred kilograms, right?"
Zhao Xiaoxin hesitated a moment then said apologetically, "No, Sister Tong Wen, my sister instructed me to allow family and close friends to enjoy a preferential rate for the first two hundred kilograms of fruit. If you want to buy more, it will have to be thirty-five yuan per kilogram like everyone else."
Tong Wen hadn’t expected this, and her face turned red. She hurriedly said, "Then my fifty thousand yuan can buy... let me calculate."
She calculated quickly, "Um, that would be seven hundred and fourteen kilograms, right?"
Zhao Xiaoxin was speechless.
She really couldn’t understand how Tong Wen could still act so petty after being friends with her own sister for so long.