"Sister, what's the situation with Tang Qinglin?"
Chun Ning was never aware that the Xiao family had any connection with a person named Tang Qinglin.
"Tang Qinglin is the only closed-door disciple of our grandfather," Chun Ning informed them. "However, he has a crooked mind and likes to take devious paths. Grandfather tried to persuade him many times to no avail, ultimately severing ties with him and forbidding him from referring to grandfather as his master in public."
"I see."
Zhao Minghua found himself in a dilemma.
"I've signed an agreement for this batch of goods with him, for one thousand bottles. If the delivery isn't timely, the breach penalty isn't small."
"Go ahead and deliver this batch. I'll prepare one thousand bottles for you." Chun Nuan had a premonition that the frostbite ointment might get ruined with this thousand bottles.
