Bai Bo took a couple of drags of his cigarette, finally subduing the excitement in his heart.
He waved to Laosan, whispering, "The goods from Lan County are in, that fabric."
Laosan was stunned for a moment, his eyes lighting up, "Big brother, this stuff is top-notch, even we can't get it with our connections to the textile factory!"
Though Bai Bo was reluctant to admit his connections were inferior to Lin Nianhe's, he nodded his head.
He said, "Come, take a seat, let's figure out where she got hold of this rare commodity."
Laosan dragged a stool over to sit opposite him, his gaze burning intensely.
Bai Bo took two cigarettes out, offering one to Laosan.
Lighting his cigarette with the match Laosan provided, Bai Bo exhaled a puff of smoke and said pensively, "First off, we can rule out the possibility that she conjured up the goods herself."
Laosan expressed strong agreement, nodding vigorously, "Right, she's no magician."
