Chiang Songhai sipped his tea without speaking, giving Chiang Xiao a look; his lips moved slightly.
Even Xu Linjiang said, "Little, this risk is indeed a bit too great."
The main problem was the difficulty in managing the stock; if they did it well but couldn't sell it within two or three days, wouldn't that mean a total loss? If the cost were low, spoiling some would be fine, but the cost of these confections was so high that even one spoiling would equal several dollars lost—what could they do then?
No matter how Chiang Xiao explained it, some people just couldn't believe that there were really rich people willing to spend such money on these expensive items.
Without sufficient vision, how could they have adequate understanding?
It was Chiang Xiao's first time failing to persuade them, leaving her somewhat frustrated. That evening, she couldn't help but take out some stationery and write a letter to Meng Xinian.
