"Hmm?"
Hearing Klein's question, Tiga raised his eyelids and gave Klein a rather subtle look.
"While I can understand wanting to bypass the distributor and trade directly with the supplier... isn't it a little too brazen to ask the distributor that question directly?"
When distributors and platforms consolidated and promoted product information, they took a certain percentage from each transaction as commission. After all, distributors and platforms needed to make money too.
Without distributors and platforms, going directly to the manufacturer would be cheaper. Every consumer understood that.
But that would naturally undermine the distributors' market, so such matters were undoubtedly taboo to distributors and platform operators.
It would have been one thing if Klein had merely entertained that idea. Yet he had actually asked Tiga about it openly.
At that moment, Tiga could not help reflecting on whether he had been too approachable in the past, to the point that Klein was not even willing to call him tea—cough, and even dared bring up such a taboo topic for distributors.
Had he eaten too many red beans?
Tiga clenched his fists and looked Klein over from top to bottom, considering where to start.
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The moment Klein heard Shopkeeper Tiga's words, he knew the other party had misunderstood. He had been organizing his words when a chill suddenly ran down his spine. Realizing disaster was imminent, he hurriedly spoke up.
"Wait! Don't hit me yet! That's not what I meant!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Klein's pupils constricted. A fist the size of a sandbag had stopped right in front of him. From the moment Tiga moved to the moment he stopped, there had not been the slightest sound, and Klein had not reacted at all.
"Oh? Fine, I'll listen to your excuse."
Tiga slowly withdrew