She had visited several places in succession, with the same disappointing result each time.
At this moment, An Ping suddenly had an epiphany; he had been set up by someone.
Indeed, there was nothing wrong with the contract itself. The problem lay with the supply. He had no idea which vegetable company was against him.
Or perhaps the problem was with the woman who had visited the other day.
An Ping's mind was in utter chaos.
The thought of his company soon going under was as painful as being sliced with a knife.
"Let's go, back to the city." He didn't continue to look further; he now understood that someone had plotted against him.
This matter was no small issue, and he feared that he couldn't handle it alone. It seemed that he must seek help from An Hao for a solution.
Before the trouble occurred.
An Ping hoped it was not too late and that there was still time to salvage the current situation.
Dinner had just ended.
