Ling Zhenfei laughed and said, "Mr. Zhou, do you really think no one knows the current situation of your distillery? Don't talk about having annual sales of over a hundred million; can you even sell any wine now?"
Zhou Gensheng replied, "Mr. Ling, don't listen to the rumors outside. You can see that our distillery is doing well."
Ling Zhenfei said, "Really? Is it doing well? Then why is there no one inside the factory, just people in the plant?"
Zhou Gensheng said, "Today is a holiday; we take a break every now and then."
Ling Zhenfei said, "Enough nonsense, just name a real price."
After glancing at Wang Chunsheng, Zhou Gensheng said, "Alright, since you're so sincere, I'll give you the lowest price. How about one hundred million?"
Ling Zhenfei laughed after hearing this, "With this price, how should I put it? If I buy it for that, I'm wondering if there won't be any money left."
Zhou Gensheng said, "Transfer the money, and I'll put the company under your name."
