Zhou Chengjun didn't hesitate. He took two bottles of soy sauce straight out of his bag. One was Haitian Soy Sauce, while the other had no label. It had to be the product Zhou Chengjun had mentioned.
Clearly, Zhou Chengjun intended to compare the two products directly.
Zhou Chengjun turned to Gao Yaoyao and asked, "Miss Gao, could I trouble you to bring some dumplings?"
Gao Yaoyao nodded and left the office for the kitchen.
The kitchen always kept dumplings on hand. Even if they didn't have any prepared, they had the ingredients, since some of the manor's staff worked night shifts.
The night shift included a late-night meal, which was usually dumplings.
After Gao Yaoyao spoke with Master Lin, he immediately prepared a bowl of dumplings and handed it to her.
Once Gao Yaoyao brought the dumplings to Qin Lin's office, Zhou Chengjun promptly opened both the soy sauce he had made and Certain Day Soy Sauce, setting them in front of Qin Lin.
Qin Lin picked up his chopsticks and first dipped a dumpling in Certain Day Soy Sauce to taste it.
There was no denying that Certain Day Soy Sauce had earned its reputation. Its quality was undeniable, and it tasted better than the no-name brands sold in stores.
Unfortunately, Certain Day Soy Sauce had made the wrong move this time.
Once the public developed an aversion to something, it was difficult to change their minds. The resulting losses were hard to estimate.
Certain Day Soy Sauce had already lost 300 billion in market value. It would take a great deal to win that value back.
Qin Lin brewed a pot of tea and rinsed his mouth to get rid of the taste of Certain Day Soy Sauce. Only then did he pick up another dumpling and