"Bang!"
Shen Zhao slammed his fist heavily on the table, feeling increasingly irritable and extremely frustrated.
He just couldn't understand why Linhai Beer tasted so much better than Dongshan Beer.
However, the people of Jiajia Town all drink Dongshan Beer and look down on Linhai Beer.
These people from Jiajia Town are all out of their minds.
That's incredibly stupid!
"Brother Zhao."
"I've got an idea!"
At this moment, Yang Guodong, his eyes darting around, looked at Shen Zhao with a smile on his face.
"What?"
Shen Zhao raised an eyebrow and looked at Yang Guodong with suspicion.
"Brother Zhao, we still have a little over four thousand bottles of beer left. We should be able to sell some more in the next few days, so let's just say four thousand bottles."
"Four thousand bottles, which is four hundred jugs."
"One bundle costs 2.5 yuan, ten bundles cost 25 yuan, and one hundred bundles cost 250 yuan."
"Four hundred bundles, which is just over a thousand yuan."
Yang Guodong grinned and said, "A thousand yuan isn't much."
"Nonsense, of course I know a thousand yuan isn't much!"
Shen Zhao glared at Yang Guodong with annoyance. As the son of Shen Youde, the richest man in Linhai County, he certainly wouldn't be short of a mere thousand yuan.
"The problem now is, nobody's buying!"
Shen Zhao frowned and roared angrily, "It's not about money at all!"
"Brother Zhao, the people of Jiajia Town won't buy it."
"But we can buy them ourselves!"
Yang Guodong grinned, displaying his remarkable intelligence.
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