"Why's that?"
"Because I'm taking all the Polypropylene, this petroleum byproduct. So, tell me, how much of your inventory does that clear out?"
Upon hearing that Jing Shu was actually planning such a grand move to clear out the remaining stock of byproducts in the warehouse, Su Malie's eyes lit up. "Is it for making masks? Do you even know how much I have in my inventory that you're taking it all? That's the stockpile of several years of the apocalypse..."
Of course, the more, the better... Even if her own factory's workers don't use them all, won't the entire Wu City still need them? Moreover, the natural disasters that year meant that masks and gas masks were scarce resources everywhere across the country, and everyone needed them. There was no worry about not being able to sell them!
Jing Shu chuckled inwardly, but maintained a nonchalant expression and even waved her hand.
