"The little girl gets a mix for five yuan."
"I want one too, I want one too."
"Give me a mix for five yuan as well." Suddenly, Xu's Brine was overflowing with business.
On the other hand, at Sun Ji's, while there were a few people trying free samples at the beginning, now nobody was bothering with them.
Watching Xu Ying's side, Sun Xuanhao was furious, his face turning red and his neck thick, his teeth itching as he gritted them together, "Damn it Xu Ying, you're deliberately targeting me."
The factory director also looked panic-stricken, "Director, what do we do now?
If nobody buys our brined food, it will go bad."
When they signed the contract, Sun Xuanhao made significant concessions to the Department Store, not only lowering the price but also guaranteeing that if the goods they supplied couldn't be sold, they could be returned to their factory.
It seemed likely now that Sun Ji's brined food really might not sell.
