With the Spring Festival approaching, Wei Zijin had single-handedly pushed the buzz around Jiuqing Liquor to a new high.
She alone had sent sales of Jiuqing Liquor through the roof, turning Lasting Love into a household brand across the country.
At Guangzhou Airport, Boss Yan, the founder of the Jiuqing Liquor Factory, was waiting for his flight to New Zealand.
Watching the frenzy in Wei Zijin's livestream, tears streamed down his aged face.
Manager Wang came over carrying two bowls of instant noodles. Seeing Boss Yan like this, he hurriedly set them down nearby.
"Dad, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Boss Yan reached out and slapped him.
"Dad, what was that for?" Manager Wang held his cheek and glanced around, noticing quite a few people looking their way.
"You ruined my perfectly good liquor factory, you bastard. Look for yourself. Look how well it's selling now."
"Dad, how long has it been? Are you ever going to let it go? Look how good we have it now. The whole family's going to New Zealand to enjoy life."
"I really don't want to go to that godforsaken place. There isn't even anyone to talk to. It's all because of you, you bastard. Otherwise, I could still go around the factory every day, smell the liquor, and feel so at ease."
"Dad, you really are getting old. You don't know a good thing when you see it," Manager Wang muttered.
His surname wasn't Wang. It was Yan too. He was Boss Yan's own son.
Back then, he hadn't dared take responsibility, so he had even changed his surname and posed as the sales manager.
Mimo's New Year shopping livestream featured the same mainstays this year-Jiuqing Liquor, Tang Heihu's chicken wings, Grandpa Liu's dried tofu, and a few of Anyang's bestselling snacks.