Dong Jianxiang looked at the group with an air of arrogance and said, "The beer from my brewery is genuine, tastes great, and you drink it every day; how could you not know?"
"That's true; the liquor from our hometown is really delicious!" a middle-aged man with a beer belly commented.
Dong Jianxiang sneered at Zhao Yang and said, "Brother, take my advice. If you want to do business in the future, don't go down any 'Evil Path.' Qiang Shen Jiu, how long can you sell that stuff? Once you fool someone, will they come back for a second purchase?"
"Evil Path?"
Big Zhou and Yu Xiaowei's faces turned green with anger, and Big Zhou couldn't hold back, "I say, President Dong, you're really speaking nonsense. How do you know we're taking an 'Evil Path'?"
