"Little Qiang, from now on, the distribution tax for your vegetables at Holiland will be waived," that day, Zhong Ping called Wang Xiaoqiang to Holiland's office point in Los Angeles. She said to him with all seriousness.
"Sister Ping, how could that be? You would lose so much..."
"Where would I lose? Holiland is already profitable," Zhong Ping gazed at Wang Xiaoqiang with her beautiful eyes, full of gratitude... "Little Qiang, if it weren't for you, how could Holiland have turned a loss into a profit within two months?"
Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't deny it. Indeed, it was his farm's vegetables that allowed the Holiland Supermarket to gain a foothold in such an international city as Los Angeles. At the beginning of the vegetable sales, in order to attract customers, Wang Xiaoqiang deliberately set the price of vegetables very low, making great sacrifices both for the farm and himself. Therefore, Zhong Ping wanted to compensate him.