Turns out, it really came in handy.
But that's hardly revenge—how is not letting someone drink Red Wine a form of revenge?
Pei Ziyu shot the guy a glance, didn't want to bother, so Tan Jia turned to Mei Mengzhen and Fan Tianyu, looking pitiful: "Are you sure we can't buy a bit more?"
"How much do you want to buy? We're running low on stock today," Fan Tianyu looked a bit troubled. Apart from regular customers, the ones who buy the most Red Wine are the He Family and the Pei Family. Grandpa Pei likes to drink and sometimes sends some to relatives, but the Pei Family isn't that big, so demand isn't huge. The He Family, though, they buy the most—every time it's a whole carload. Today, they'd just shipped out a batch and hadn't replenished yet, so, honestly, there's not much left.
Seeing there's room to negotiate, Tan Jia was delighted but didn't want to push his luck, "So how much do you actually have?"
