Night Tokyo had become lively again after a long time.
"Come on, come on, let's congratulate President Fan. Three Rams is a true Shanghai brand now, raking in money by the bucketful!" A Bao raised his glass, all smiles and laughter.
"Oh, without you, President Bao, how could Three Rams be where it is today? I knew about the counterfeit issue. Li Li from Perfect Truth Garden told me about it ages ago. Then President Bao went to Zhuji single-handedly and settled the trouble. Otherwise, Three Rams would probably have been ruined by the compensation today. So really, it was all thanks to President Bao. Come, President Bao, a toast to you."
President Fan chuckled honestly, speaking with complete sincerity. He drank just as straightforwardly as ever, tilting his head back and downing a full glass without changing expression.
A Bao could hold his liquor just as well. He smiled. "President Fan is too good at flattering people. I know exactly how much I contributed. Without President Xu of Shanghai United distributing the goods, Three Rams wouldn't have made such an impact when it launched. Without Boss Wang's logistics, hundreds of thousands of garments couldn't have been delivered so quickly."
Wang Yan shook his head. "That has nothing to do with me. I don't handle logistics. If anything, we should thank President Fan for bringing us business. I heard he paid promptly too, so it was a very pleasant partnership."
"Oh, President Wang, your logistics company really did put in tremendous effort. Three Rams sold so fast—every day earlier meant another day of keeping the momentum going. Your Cao Cao Logistics was fast and had strong transport capacity. Dozens of big trucks could be called in at a moment's notice. I still can't forget that scene. It was truly spectacular.