Dong Jianxiang asked with a worried frown, "Xiao Luo, tell me, what's the deal with this Zhao Yang? Didn't he say he's from the countryside and only owns a distillery with an investment of a few hundred thousand?"
"Yeah, that's right!" Luo Ziwen nodded his head, indicating that everything Dong Jianxiang said was correct.
"But this card..." Dong Jianxiang glanced at Yu Wei not far away, unsure of how to continue.
At this point, Luo Ziwen said with a smile, "You only asked about the scale of the distillery, but you didn't ask about the production value and profits..."
As he spoke, Luo Ziwen noticed that Dong Jianxiang's face had already begun to show a slight change of color. With a mysterious smile, Luo Ziwen said, "Although the scale of this distillery is only in the hundreds of thousands, its annual output value and profits— are definitely worthy of this unique signal card in the entire county!"
