Chapter 250

Chen Rou was not very familiar with foreign trade, so she naturally had to ask, "Which factories specifically are we talking about?" Wandaozai’s trips to the Mainland were like those of a mule, driven to deliver goods and doing only one thing upon arrival: purging or vomiting out the drugs he’d smuggled in his stomach. Although his father was a underworld boss who had raised him in the trade—teaching him how to kill, dispose of bodies, and act like a boss—he was, in reality, a businessman who had simply been led astray. He started counting on his fingers: "The tea from Southern Fujian is incredibly fragrant. If we source directly from the factories, we can triple the price once we get it to Taiwan."