Although Hua Zifeng was somewhat tempted by her words, he still didn't think they had a chance to collaborate. After all, that clothing factory on the outskirts of the city was in a prime location, and he himself had plans to make use of it. However, this young woman outright demanded that factory, which showed she had a sharp eye. As for her mouth, it was even sharper. Talking with such confidence about a new product that could sell big—it was almost too much.
To trade something like the clothing factory, he still had to weigh whether it was worth it.
"Even if we just make canned goods, so what? There are so many types of canned goods that we could pick one randomly and still have a market. If we do things honestly, we can have a stable existence and keep our bellies full," he said casually with a smile.
