Under the net of heaven and earth, the middle-aged man in a jacket knocked on the door of Villa No. 12.
Cao Wenjun was already waiting in the hall, with Lu Chuan and Yang Lin standing beside him.
"The quality of last week's goods was mediocre, and the buyer was a bit dissatisfied, deliberately pressing down our price."
After entering, the man walked in with an air of superiority, looking down at Cao Wenjun, who was a head shorter than him.
"Don't worry, my craftsmanship is fine. I'll make some improvements next time to ensure the quality is better than before. This is the finished product for this time."
Cao Wenjun didn't know the man's name or occupation, only knew that handing the goods over to him meant getting paid.
The man in the jacket sat on the sofa, nodded slightly, and set his eyes on Lu Chuan and Yang Lin: "Are these two your new recruits?"
