"What if the chili sauce previously made doesn’t sell? What are we going to do?"
Ji Ying worried deeply. Were all of those two thousand bottles of chili sauce really sold?
Ever since Xiong Xihua, Liu Xiaoying, and Zhang ixiang started working at the factory, they had been producing over two hundred bottles of chili sauce daily. As days went by, the stacks of chili sauce in the warehouse kept growing higher, filling Ji Ying with increasing concern.
South City.
Ling Feng had just introduced the chili sauce, placing it in the most prominent position and even opening a bottle for everyone to try.
Custors entering the departnt store were imdiately greeted by the aroma of the chili sauce.
With the staff’s recomndation, they naturally wanted to give it a try.
Little did they know, once they tried it, they were in for a shock—the chili sauce tasted extraordinarily good. Eight out of ten custors who tried it ended up buying it.
The chili sauce was delicious and reasonably priced. Word spread from one to ten, ten to a hundred, and more and more people ca to Ling Feng’s departnt store.
In just ten days, a thousand bottles of chili sauce were nearly sold out.
Desperate, Ling Feng hurriedly contacted Wang Youcai, trying to buy more chili sauce from Ling Dong.
"You sold out a thousand bottles of chili sauce already?" Wang Youcai was taken aback by Ling Feng’s request to buy more. It had only been how long?
Ten days!
"Almost. Youcai, you must quickly help contact Boss Ling. I need to buy more chili sauce," Ling Feng thought he must not let the chili sauce go out of stock.
"I don’t have the contact information,"
Wang Youcai looked troubled; in those days, having a telephone was a luxury. They had only one in the factory, and their modest chili sauce factory didn’t have a phone.
"Then, you do know the place, right?" Ling Feng asked further.
Wang Youcai nodded affirmatively, "I know, of course, I know."
Wang Youcai called over the person who had previously delivered bottles to Gaoliang County, then had him take Ling Feng to the Chili Sauce Factory. At the sa ti, it was a good opportunity to deliver the telegram and the remittance notice Ling Dong had sent the previous day, asking Wang Youcai to continue shipping glass bottles.
Just like that, Ling Feng was brought along.
"Boss Ling," once Ling Feng arrived at the factory, he spotted Ling Dong imdiately, his excitent akin to seeing a savior.
"Boss Ling, this is Brother Cheng, the real boss," Ling Dong quickly humbled himself, still quite unaccustod to being called a boss.
"Pei Yicheng."
Pei Yicheng introduced himself directly, showing no signs of inferiority even though he was in a wheelchair.
Having been in business for so long, Ling Feng, shrewd as he was, recognized at once from Pei Yicheng’s deanor that this was the real power behind the scenes.
"Pei Yicheng, I am Ling Feng, the owner of Xinxin Departnt Store. I previously ordered a thousand bottles of chili sauce from you," Ling Feng got straight to the point, stating his purpose, "This ti, I would like to order two thousand bottles."
Having just co out of the warehouse, Ji Ying heard this and her eyes widened instantly—just a mont ago she had worried about not being able to sell, and now, the chili sauce in the warehouse was about to sell out?
"Boss Ling’s business is really good," Pei Yicheng complinted, saying directly, "We have chili sauce in the warehouse, just talk to Ling Dong later about whether you want regular chili sauce or fish chili sauce."
Ling Dong imdiately took over, attending to Ling Feng.
Ji Ying felt dizzy with relief. Soon after the deal was settled, Ling Feng began directing the workers who had just moved the bottles to load the finished chili sauce onto the truck. Watching the chili sauce being loaded, Ling Feng was as thrilled as if he were seeing money itself.
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