Zeng Nuwan's grip on her teacup tightened. 'Is she going to deny me even this small favor?'
Jin Qianqian glanced at her and continued, "If your brother can wait, we should have a new batch of goods ready in two days."
The main issue was that the last batch had been sent entirely to Shangjing. Because they were goods destined for the imperial palace, they had been made with exceptional care and featured custom designs. Even if the shipment hadn't left, Jin Qianqian couldn't have given those products to Zeng Nuwan.
Zeng Nuwan forced a stiff smile. "That's truly unfortunate. But my brother is in a hurry to travel and really can't wait. Is there any way you could help find a solution?"
A flicker of annoyance rose in Jin Qianqian. 'I've already made it perfectly clear, yet she's still here trying to make things difficult for me.'
