"Cyan Wood Ointment? I've heard of it, but never used it. Is this a new thing?" Lan Xinxin looked curious.
Ma Yuanzhi nodded: "That's right, this Cyan Wood Ointment is selling well in Jiangzhou's upper circles, but we haven't had the chance to do much promotion. Due to production capacity, it's only sold within Jiangzhou city. However, we've expanded our factory and the herbal medicine base, and will soon be able to scale up."
Lan Xinxin shook her head: "I'm not trying to discourage you, but thinking about live-stream selling, especially for facial cosmetics with a brand less than six months old, is very challenging. After all, there are many domestic brands with decades, even centuries of history struggling to break through."
"Nowadays, young women prefer those trendy big brands."
Li Chuan wasn't upset upon hearing Lan Xinxin's words because she was speaking the truth.
