Ding Kaifang had verbally agreed to send someone to inspect the goods.
But he never took any action.
Meanwhile, the price of ginger was dropping day by day.
It had already fallen from the initial 9.8 yuan to 6 yuan.
And it was still dropping sharply.
Dong Haitao finally couldn't hold out any longer.
He personally went to Ding's Pharmaceutical Factory to visit Ding Kaifang.
...
A soft knock came at Ding Kaifang's office door. His secretary peeked in. "President Ding, President Dong from Chuanlong is here. He says it's urgent."
Ding Kaifang raised an eyebrow and put down the financial report in his hands. "Let him in."
When Dong Haitao walked in, his usual arrogance was long gone.
His suit was neat, but the dark circles under his eyes made it clear he hadn't been sleeping well these past few days.
"President Ding, long time no see." Dong Haitao forced a smile and proactively extended his hand.
