"Boss Zhu, I know you might find it hard to believe, but this really is grown by me..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"Mr. Wang, actually, I'm just surprised, not that I don't believe you. Besides, whether I believe it or not isn't really important. The key point is that your product is good. If the product is good, there's no worry about sales. Now, the most important thing is to think of a way to sell it at a high price..." Zhu Chengwen pondered.
"That would require Boss Zhu's effort..." Wang Xiaoqiang clasped his hands and, just at that moment, the dishes and drinks were served. Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Come on, Mr. Zhu, let's eat and talk..."
As he was about to pour the drinks himself, Jing Xueyan had already grabbed the bottle and began pouring diligently.
After two drinks, Zhu Chengwen said, "Mr. Wang, your maca is good, but selling it openly might result in a loss due to pricing issues. How about we try our luck at the herbal black market this afternoon?"
