Elder Yu did not mind Feng Jun's attitude, but he did not answer the question. Instead, he asked, "Are you selling the product or the technology?"
The corner of Feng Jun's mouth twitched. I'd like to sell the technology, but even if I sold it to you, you wouldn't be able to learn it. "The product."
"Tsk." The old man smacked his lips, looking somewhat displeased. "What if we buy a lot? You still won't teach us the technology?"
Technology in exchange for market access? Feng Jun felt that the old man's reasoning was sound, but unfortunately, he could not agree.
Seeing him remain silent, Elder Yu sighed and spoke. "Since you're only selling the product, the price... probably won't satisfy you."
"Heh." Feng Jun smiled. "Then what kind of price should it be?"
Elder Yu could not be bothered with him. His personal secretary spoke instead. "Based on the sample you provided, the market price is around one thousand yuan per gram. But judging by Feng Mountain Lord's attitude, you probably can't provide information about the manufacturer. That makes it a product with no guarantees."
Feng Jun was amused. "As long as the quality is guaranteed, what does something like raw material have to do with being a product with no guarantees? If you want to drive down the price, you shouldn't use such an excuse, should you?"
"This is not merely raw material. It's a high-tech nanomaterial," the personal secretary said solemnly. As someone who served a leader, his tongue and mind naturally kept up. "Ultimately, the issue with a product with no guarantees is whether its quality can be assured."
But Feng Jun was equally quick-witted. "Even branded products cannot guarantee that nothing will ever go wrong. The biggest problem with products with no guarantees is simply