Having reached an agreement with Carrefour, Xu Fang checked the time—it was only half past ten. With plenty of time to spare, there was no rush to return to the distillery. He took out his phone, snapped a photo of the purchase contract, and then sent the picture to Qiao Yu.
He pulled out his phone again and dialed Qiao Yu's number.
The call connected quickly, and Qiao Yu's clear voice came through, "Hello, Xu Fang, what's up?"
"Where are you?" Xu Fang asked.
"Just got to the office," Qiao Yu replied.
"I've just clinched a deal with Carrefour Supermarket on Heguang Road—200 cases of four different white wines. I've sent the purchase contract to your WeChat, you arrange for the delivery. I'm off to try my luck at the next supermarket," Xu Fang reported.
Qiao Yu was momentarily startled by the news.
In this unfamiliar place, she had never dreamed that Xu Fang would close a deal. She had thought that Xu Fang was calling her because he had run into some trouble.
