Hearing Li Zhiyan mention earning several hundred million a year, Fang Zhiya felt like she was dreaming.
Even tens of thousands was an unimaginable fortune for Fang Zhiya.
Let alone several hundred million, could her chili sauce really earn that much money?
"Xiao Yan, you're not joking with Aunt Fang, are you?"
"Of course not, Aunt Fang. Actually, I think that's a bit conservative; if we can scale it big enough, we might earn even more."
Li Zhiyan was very aware of how lucrative this industry could be. As long as the marketing is good and the taste is delightful, they could definitely occupy a significant market share in a short period.
Earning several hundred million in a year is definitely not just a dream.
Fang Zhiya felt like she was dreaming; what Li Zhiyan said seemed a bit too fantastical.
It made her heart feel skeptical, but upon thinking about how Li Zhiyan had built such a terrifying business empire in such a short time, she realized he was telling the truth.
