"Can't sell them? That's impossible!" Xia Liu hadn't had a chance to retort when the phone on the table rang.
It was Liu Lanxin calling, "Xia Liu, we might lose money on this. The advertisements have gone out, but they haven't had any effect."
"Not even a single box?" Xia Liu asked weakly.
"Not even one."
With the final response, Xia Liu's cheeks twitched slightly, thinking what a mess this all was.
Beauty Mud, such a miraculous product, was bound to cause a frenzy once promoted.
Yet now, not even a single box had sold.
Even if only one box were sold, once someone used it, it would have a powerful effect.
"Actually, there are two reasons why they haven't sold," Fang Fei suddenly said when Xia Liu was feeling helpless.
"Oh? Please, Sister Fang, go on."