Cloud Speed Express. Chen Yansen had never even heard of it. One look told him it was a small fry. In two or three years, it would either go bankrupt or be devoured by the Three Passes and One Reach.
This meant Liao Wei had neither a financial backer nor powerful support. Otherwise, how could he have failed right before the e-commerce boom took off?
After understanding Liao Wei's intentions, Chen Yansen waved his hand dismissively. "Boss Liao, there's nothing for us to talk about. It's a fact that your employee swapped out the Moutai liquor, and it's also a fact that this caused FoxTao a major loss..."
"President Chen, this incident has caused trouble for you and your company. I'll compensate for all the losses. But you're trashing Cloud Speed on Weibo every day. I can't do business like this."
Liao Wei pleaded, his face a mask of misery.
