"Zhang Qing, come here, you need to get me a small glass bottle like this. It has to have a matching lid," Xiaobao gestured a size.
Zhang Qing looked, his eyes popping out instantly: "Brother Bao, it's so small, it needs to be custom-made."
"Then get it custom-made, hurry up and get it done for me. I'm about to strike it rich!" Xiaobao suddenly seemed a bit excited.
Zhang Qing couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking to himself: Brother Bao, aren't you a rich man already!
Next, Xiaobao called Jiang Fengying, "Come over quickly, we need to discuss a big deal."
Jiang Fengying was in Donglin, so he naturally rushed to the B Group base immediately.
Just as Xiaobao hung up, Lu Zihan called: "Xiaobao, where have you gone? Didn't you go to the hospital? I tried to call you but you didn't answer. I thought you..."
"I'm fine, just a minor injury. Have you gone home?" Xiaobao asked.
