"Seriously, son, why didn't you tell me about the prices when I was selling to Vivian yesterday?" sitting in the car, not in the mood to drive as she thought of how much loss she made, she asked accusingly.
{Mother, you were so excited I didn't dare interrupt your good mood. Didn't I rectify that now?}
"But ..."
{Relax. In the future, you can earn more. How about you sell some of your pills on the market? I will help you cover. It doesn't hurt to earn more money and through this method, we can create more connections. If we don't have, I am afraid that things might not go well for us in the future!}
Hearing that, Diamond sighed helplessly as she thought of this matter as well. it was because of this fear of having no connections, or people she could rally with that she had to resort to finding someone who didn't exist and becoming a middleman.
"I know, son. But wouldn't it be dangerous?"
