His appearance revitalized everyone's spirits.
Especially Wang Shumei. Her eyes lit up instantly, and she stared at Xie Changning, her gaze begging the questions: 'Did it work? Is he here to order the dinnerware?'
Xie Changning's demeanor was the same as yesterday.
"Wang Shumei, he's asking about your factory's daily output and its scale."
Xie Changning's words were music to Wang Shumei's ears. If it weren't for the inappropriate setting, she would have screamed with joy.
She struggled to control her emotions, took a deep breath, and said to Xie Changning, "Our factory is a medium-to-large-scale porcelain factory. Our daily output is between 400 and 600 sets of 45-piece dinnerware."
Xie Changning relayed Wang Shumei's words to the Frenchman, but she stated it as "around 400 sets of 52-piece dinnerware."
