At night, the Qin Family's home was brightly lit, filled with cheerful laughter.
"Let me see, Xiyang Food Company, my good child, is the company bigger than the factory?"
Zhang Guilan took over the business license and exclaimed.
Now they don't have to fear the food factory anymore, they themselves are a food company.
"There are many intricacies here," Qin Han spoke seriously, "Strictly speaking, a company is not necessarily bigger than a factory, it's just a bit more formidable."
"As long as it's more formidable than the factory, that's good enough."
Hadn't the food factory been snatching business from their store these days? Zhang Guilan had already been holding a grudge.
Lin Chuxia smiled and said, "It's not exactly like that; a company and a factory just have different legal statuses, it's not about who's stronger. But now that we've established a food company, expanding our market beyond Ancheng County becomes well-grounded and justified."
