Dou Jiahui casually sat down next to Feng Jun and reached for a cherry tomato, tossing it into his mouth.
He chewed and smiled as he answered, "The lighting market isn't doing well this year. Some manufacturers, knowing my good relationship with you, are willing to supply at a low price, even lower than your price... No matter how much you purchase, you're just a big customer. I'm a channel partner. Giving you a low price would disrupt the market, but giving it to me is quite normal."
"That's fine," Feng Jun nodded with a smile, intentionally backing up Dou Jiahui. "The volume I'm consuming is steadily increasing. This year, I'll at least leave you five thousand in volume, so go ahead with confidence."
Given their relationship, Feng wouldn't even mention the priority for the same conditions; he's not averse to paying a bit more—since Jiahui can't cultivate with him, a bit of financial support isn't a problem.
