" How much is that ? " - said a young man to the excited old man who had greed written all over his face.

" He would be quite pricey for a young man like you. " (The old man scrutinized the tall and handsome young man

who was dressed from head to foot with designer lebels.)  

" Though it seems to me you're not from any ordinary upbringing, eh? "

said the old man, as he nudged the young man, which obviously was not appreciated, for the young man

cringed. " Don't you dare lay your filthy hands on me, you bastard! " shouted the young man, brushing off 

his clothes, as if that could help remove the dirt. " tut, tut, tut! what a stand-off! " muttered the old man.

The young man, deciding to ignore this, said in an impatient tone, " I asked how much that is! Don't waste my time!" 

" He is our store's best product, so he would be 25 million dollars. " said the old man, sneering maliciously. 

" 25 million dollars? " said the young man, his face turned into a scorn. " You even call that a price? "