A major trading company in Hanjiang Province like Four Seasons Clothing was naturally someone Miao Lei had to take seriously.
Xia Bin wasn't here to talk business today; he was here to build rapport.
With the Spring Festival drawing near, he had to pay personal visits to his most important clients.
After a bit of small talk, Miao Lei asked about how Four Seasons Clothing was doing this year, and Xia Bin's expression turned grim.
His performance this year could only be described as a complete disaster.
He'd been worried that when he went home for the Spring Festival, the old man wouldn't even let him in the door.
The foundation he had built over so many years was now on the verge of collapse, and the worst part was that he was utterly powerless to stop it. This sense of helplessness tormented Xia Bin.
"This year has been a bit difficult, but we're already making adjustments."
