Feng Jun traded a few jokes with Wang Haifeng. Zhang Caixin, seated in the back, could no longer hold back and coughed lightly a few times.
Hearing it, Feng Jun turned around and smiled. "You want to go too?"
Zhang Caixin got straight to the point. "Are you going to Star Luo to buy cosmetics?"
There were only the three of them in the car and no outsiders, so Feng Jun nodded readily. "I do need to buy some, but strictly speaking, I mainly need to procure a large amount of high-end perfume. As for where it'll be used... I can't say for now."
"A large amount?" Zhang Caixin frowned and asked suspiciously, "How large?"
Before Feng Jun could answer, Wang Haifeng, who was driving, spoke up. "Definitely a lot. Otherwise, Boss would've bought it directly in Yang City... or gone to Ming City if that didn't work. There's so much perfume that Boss is worried about the tariffs."
It had to be said that Coach Wang truly deserved to be called Feng Jun's longtime colleague. He had an extremely accurate grasp of Feng Jun's mindset.
Seeing that Feng Jun remained silent, Zhang Caixin said, "In that case, wouldn't it be quite conspicuous for you to purchase perfume on such a large scale in Star Luo? I suggest... you tell my sister."
Feng Jun considered it. "Does she have strong connections in Star Luo?"
"I don't know about that." Zhang Caixin shook her head and spoke frankly. "Actually, her connections don't need to be that strong. As long as she can prepare the goods... they might not even be goods from the Star Luo market."
Feng Jun nodded again.
He gave a bitter laugh. "Is there such a thing as cross-regional distribution for this stuff too?"
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