Feng Ying could no longer hold back. She curled her lip and said disdainfully, "Turn a loss into a profit? Grandfather, who did you hear that from? If my brother hadn't seized the opportunity to sell off the majority of our inventory, Taoxiang Brew would have gone completely belly-up!"
"Half of the money earned went into your account, twenty percent went into my uncle's, and what was left wasn't even enough to pay the workers' wages!"
"My uncle siphoned off all the marketing funds, so who even knows our liquor exists?"
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