Shen Yinian listened for a long time without a word. It should be noted that his appearance resembled his father's by at least eighty percent, and here he was still a diamond bachelor—so how come no one was pursuing him so fervently?
"What did you say?" Lin Xiaoguai was stunned, "A state banquet?"
Shen Chi nodded, "Isn't the millennium approaching? They are placing a lot of importance on this state banquet and hope that your gift shop can provide a batch of fruit wine."
He paused, "According to their wishes, they also hope that you can personally provide two kinds of Chinese-style pastries."
Chinese-style pastries had been limited-time freebies during past events held by the gift shop. Although they were freebies, they became universally liked by customers, many of whom even wanted to buy them afterward. Unfortunately, Lin Xiaoguai was not interested in doing business with such short shelf-life food, leaving many customers no choice but to leave disappointed.
