A week later.
Wu Yanghui rushed over to find Ji Tingyang, "Cousin, you must help me this time."
"What happened?" Ji Tingyang signaled him not to panic.
"There are a few companies I have been cooperating with for a while. We've had a good partnership, but recently they all want to terminate the contract with me. When I asked them why, they refused to tell me," Wu Yanghui barely contained his anger.
Ji Tingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh, why is that?"
"I later found out it's a food company I've been competing with for a long time. They're willing to undercut costs to snatch away my companies," Wu Yanghui slammed the table angrily. "This is absolutely vicious competition. It's nauseating!"
"Then, why don't we also lower our prices?" Ji Tingyang suggested.
