For three consecutive days, business at Blossoming Years was thriving, riding high on success. In contrast, A Pinxiang Ju appeared desolate, with only a few loyal customers visiting.
"Boss, we're selling like crazy! Beijing is amazing—there are plenty of people with disposable income, and so many of them use skincare products." Ji Qin's assistant said excitedly.
Ji Qin paused her hand flipping through the ledger and, with a self-satisfied look, glanced at the quiet A Pinxiang Ju across the street. She spoke with determination, "The factory is all set now. Go to the factory and tell them to speed up production. Make another 300 bottles of rose skincare lotion."
"300 bottles?" The assistant hesitated. "Isn't that a bit much, boss?"
