Dou Jiahui sat down beside Feng Jun without ceremony, picked up a cherry tomato, and tossed it into his mouth.
Chewing, he answered with a smile, "The lighting market has been sluggish this year too. Some manufacturers know I'm close to you and are willing to supply me at low prices, even lower than what they give you... No matter how much you buy, you're only a major client. I'm a distributor. Giving you a low price would be disrupting the market, but giving it to me is perfectly normal."
"Sure," Feng Jun said with a nod and a smile. He deliberately wanted to support Dou Jiahui. "The amount I use keeps increasing. Starting this year, I'll reserve at least five thousand units for you. Go ahead and do it without worry."
Given their relationship, he would not even mention giving Dou Jiahui priority under equal conditions. Even if Dou Jiahui charged him a little more than others, he could accept it—since Jiahui could not cultivate with him, giving him some financial support was nothing.
But the city leader's eyes lit up when he saw this. "What should I call you, young man?"
When Dou Jiahui came in, he had heard that this man was the leader, so he respectfully introduced himself. Unlike Feng Jun, he needed to make a living in this little patch of land, so naturally he had to respect the local authorities.
When the leader heard that Dou Jiahui's lighting products had even made it onto the government procurement shortlist, he smiled. "So we're all friends here. Boss Feng's classmate is talented too. Xiao Dou, I have a suggestion. Why not consider setting up your lighting factory in Yunyuan?"
"Production costs here are too high," Dou Jiahui said, shaking his head. "That side has already formed