Zuo Zhuxi was naturally unaware that this was a business transaction.
There's a lot more to it than meets the eye.
I'm too lazy to explain.
Zuo Zhuxi shrugged. "Okay, okay, it's all yours, Wu Changfeng. You can do whatever you want with it."
Signing advertising contracts and expanding production lines also require funding.
Guo Fei started to exert his strength.
Just then, Wu Changfeng's mobile phone rang.
Wu Changfeng found the thing extremely disgusting; it was too damn big and too damn heavy.
Harder than a brick, it truly deserves to be called a powerful weapon in a fight.
Wu Changfeng estimated the timeline and figured that the PHS phone should be available in less than two years, so he would buy one then.
Wu Changfeng answered the phone; it was Boss Wang calling.
It turned out that he wanted to take away all the goods that had been left at the Guofei Beverage Factory.
This news delighted Wu Changfeng, who asked, "Are they selling so well?"
Mr. Wang exclaimed excitedly, "They're selling like hotcakes! They're incredibly popular with convenience stores. My wholesalers are so eager they almost ripped up my warehouse!"
"I thought it would take at least a month to pick up the goods, but I didn't expect that the first batch of goods would be gone in just one week."
"Don't send the rest of the goods to Guofei. Send them all over to me so they don't take up your inventory."
Wu Changfeng silently flipped through the warehouse entry and exit records.
Okay...
You wouldn't believe it when you looked at it, and what you saw shocked you.
I haven't been at the Guofei Beverage Factory these past few days, and the inventory has been running out.
Mr. Wang's goods have all been shipped out, and less than half of them are still missing...
Wu Changfeng grunted, "Okay, I'll organize it and send it to you right away."
Mr. Wang smiled and said, "Thank you then. I won't bother you any longer. Just hurry up."
Wu Changfeng hung up the phone and questioned Zuo Zhuxi: "Why is Boss Wang's inventory insufficient?"
Zuo Zhuxi shrugged: "Other distributors are demanding too much stock. They ask me to ship more within a day or two of returning home, and they've already transferred the money over. Production can't keep up, so I can only use Boss Wang's stock to fill the gap."
"Does Mr. Wang intend to take everything?"
Wu Changfeng nodded.
Zuo Zhuxi exclaimed, "Oh no, we're out of stock! We're working overtime!"
Wu Changfeng said, "Send half to him first, then the logistics trailer broke down, and the rest will be sent later."
Zuo Zhuxi gave a thumbs up. Although the reason was lame and a bit shameless, it was the only way to do it.
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