Liu Zhe nodded and said, "Yes, Xiaoshan has built a feed factory in the village, and I'm helping him manage it."
"A feed factory?" Lin Tao was taken aback and looked at Wu Xiaoshan in surprise, "So you're here today to promote feed. Considering my old friendship with Liu Zhe, I can help you sell."
Lin Tao agreed very readily, apparently really willing to help.
Wu Xiaoshan and Liu Zhe exchanged glances and saw joy in each other's eyes. They had just been discussing the matter of sales representation, and in the blink of an eye, the deal was set.
Liu Zhe immediately stood up excitedly.
"How much feed can you help us sell in a month?"
Lin Tao raised his hand, pointed at the feed in the store, and said with a smile, "These just came in yesterday. I've already sold 17 or 18 tons this month."
For Lin Tao, that number was clearly not small.
But in the hearts of Wu Xiaoshan and Liu Zhe, 17 or 18 tons was not a lot at all.
