Mu Rufeng glanced at the comatose Pig Head Factory Director and then said, "Let's go to his office first to search. Lin Chen, I'll trouble you to load up a truck of pork and transport it to Crimson Preferred."
"No problem, leave it to me," Lin Chen nodded in response.
"However, before that, we need to have the Factory Director sign a sales contract," Liu Mei said.
"Sales contract?" Mu Rufeng looked at Liu Mei with some confusion.
"The pork is property of Qingshan Pig Farm. If it were just one or two pigs, it might not matter, but with so many, the pig farm is not going to let us take them without a contract," Liu Mei explained.
"So we need a contract? But he's not likely to sign one with us, is he?" Mu Rufeng said, glancing at the Pig Head Factory Director.
