Bai Ruozhu had planned to leave, but Zuo Hongyun called out to her, as if he had something difficult to say.
"Master," Zuo Hongyun hesitated for a moment, clenched his teeth, and said, "I manage the Shop, and Kuai Wen is in charge of toothpaste production. I shouldn't speak ill of him, but..."
Bai Ruozhu raised her eyebrows, "But speak freely, I will have someone verify it."
"It's just that I have a relative who's a merchant, and he told me a while ago that he saw merchants from the Turkic Country buying a batch of our toothpaste near Xuantian Mountain. He came to congratulate me on the recent big sales. But the Shop hasn't sold that much lately. I'm not saying there's a problem with Kuai Wen's management, just that I'm worried someone might be counterfeiting our toothpaste," Zuo Hongyun said carefully.
