In the temporary conference room.
Upon hearing Zhao Qianju's words.
Lin Li's pupils narrowed slightly:
"Violet Fox? Are you sure?"
This time, Zhao Qianju appeared very confident, his lips curling up as he replied:
"Mr. Lin, I'm not bragging, but in Donglin City, few can match me in fabrics.
Like that bus back then, just by touching the fabric on the seats, I could guess its value.
So every time a shipment of Violet Fox fur arrives, the Zhu Family calls me over for inspection.
I'm not sure about other goods, and I won't make big claims, but I'm certain there are Violet Fox and other beast furs."
Hearing this, Lin Ziming exchanged a covert glance with Dai Chaohong.
The two of them nodded in tacit agreement.
The situation described by Zhao Qianju was almost identical to what Red Dragon mentioned, and the Violet Fox merchandise also matched Red Dragon's trade information perfectly.
There's no denying it.
This is a very crucial piece of information.
