Li Jing was sitting in his office, smoking a cigarette with a worried expression. The small office was filled with smoke, and a pungent smell filled the air.
Over the past few days, the news from various major channels that the new version of Drunken Eight Immortals had been on sale was not very optimistic. In fact, compared to the declining sales of the original version of Drunken Eight Immortals, the sales of the new version of Drunken Eight Immortals were even more pitiful. Almost no one was interested in it.
Li Jing had long anticipated this situation. After all, the price of the new version of Drunken Eight Immortals had been raised by a large margin! Moreover, the channels were not good enough, so it would be strange if he could have an outstanding performance!
Li Jing sighed, worried about how to write this month's report.
At that moment, a young man barged into Li Jing's office and said breathlessly,""Manager ... Manager li ... Yong Hui supermarket ..."