Ten minutes to sell 3,000 jin?!
Boss Qian and Boss Wang stared dumbly at the orders, feeling a surge of sadness:
——How could this be?
Candied chestnuts for 88 yuan per jin, why are there so many wealthy buyers? Normally, when they wholesale some fruit, at eight yuan per jin, they have to haggle endlessly with their customers.
Moreover, he, Qian, and Wang had been in the wholesale business for ten or twenty years now; although they weren't particularly talented, they were steady and reliable. But wasn't this store only started selling this year? How could they have accumulated such a terrifying customer base so quickly?
Is this the new data-driven model?
Both men nearly cried on the spot as they stood in front of the roasting pan. It was only Qiaoqiao, taking pity on them, who picked two chestnuts from the pan and handed them over: "Uncle, eat."
