After Zhang Caixin picked up her phone, she discovered that an unfamiliar number had called her three times within half an hour.
If it had been an ordinary number, she would not have cared. She had been harassed too many times to count. But a mobile number ending in five sixes could basically be ruled out as harassment.
As she wondered whether she should call back, the other party called again.
The caller was Chao Ying. Back in Chaori, she had met people from Luohua Manor, such as Gazi, Red Sister, and Yang Yuxin, and could match their names to their faces. Zhang Caixin was not among them.
But after chatting casually for a couple of sentences, she figured out who the other party was. "So you're that exceptionally beautiful young woman who looks a little foreign?"
Zhang Caixin found that especially pleasing to hear. She also remembered Chao Ying, so she answered pleasantly, "I know about this matter, and General Manager Feng did entrust me with it. But ten tons is still a bit much. There are only fifty tons total, and you want to take twenty percent in one go..."
"Besides, we have a condition: we only deal with frontline manufacturers. We will not consider traders... No one is an idiot. General Manager Feng left a substantial profit margin because he wanted to support manufacturers who serve the nation through industry, not because he did not know how to sell at a high price."
Chao Ying felt somewhat troubled upon hearing that. The person who had approached her brother really was a manufacturer—if it had been someone purely flipping goods, Cardinal Chao could not afford to lose that kind of face. But this manufacturer's own demand was quite limited.
The factory's research and development capability was not particularly