"There's no rush now, let's wait until Hong Kong returns to China," Wang Peng said.
The timing isn't right; let's wait another two years until the Chinese people's minds are more open.
"Uncle Chen, my tobacco and liquor store has completed the necessary procedures and will be open for trial operation soon."
"I've learned a lot about alcohol during this time, but it's still not enough."
"Uncle, could you find me an expert to identify counterfeit liquor and train me for a few days?"
Wang Peng said.
"Why bother finding any experts? I am the expert."
Chen Yinghao patted Wang Peng on the shoulder, "Call me when you're buying goods. With my sharp eyes, I can guarantee you won't buy fake alcohol."
"Uncle, thank you, but this is too much trouble for you."
Wang Peng quickly adopted a humble attitude.
"Xiaopeng, I will pass on my experience in identifying alcoholic beverages to you. Once you've learned it, you won't need to bother me anymore."
Chen Yinghao became more and more excited as he spoke, "Let's go, let's go to the liquor wholesale market now, I'll show you around the market first."
Old Chen was so enthusiastic that he rode directly to the liquor market in Wang Peng's car.
During the journey, Chen Yinghao started talking non-stop about various brands of baijiu (Chinese liquor).
The provincial capital's liquor wholesale market.
There are stores one after another, and all kinds of brands are available.
The father and son walked into a store at random.
"Boss, we run a tobacco and liquor store, let's talk."
Chen Yinghao said.
"Oh, welcome, bosses."
The middle-aged shop owner hurriedly pulled out a cigarette. "Boss, where is your shop?"
Chen Yinghao pointed to the liquor on the shelf and asked, "Let's not talk about that for now. What's the price of the tin box Zhenghe Daqu?"
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