Mr. Gu had not expected Old Zhao to still be in the fruit business.
He showed a face of surprise.
"Brother Zhao, are you serious?"
Old Zhao smiled and nodded his head.
"You can joke about anything else, but can you joke about making money? You've seen the size of our company, we have more than eighty mouths to feed. If we don't earn more, how can we support all these people?"
"Our main business is still dry goods, but we also deal in fruits. It's just flipping them for a small profit margin. It's not much, so I never mentioned it to you."
Before, he had thought Mr. Gu was just a green youngster, but this incident had completely changed his opinion of him.
Sometimes people really need to be put in their place, otherwise they'll think you're easy to bully.
Just like Old Zhao, even though he had shared some of the shares with Mr. Gu, he still had his own schemes in mind.
Having been dealt with by Mr. Gu, he now truly had no reservations left.