Watching Fang Tianhe pat the crate of red wine, Lin Xinghai vaguely understood something. "You mean, we use this wine to curry favor?"
"Yes! Nowadays, any alcohol brewed from food is a rarity, let alone aged red wine like this."
"With this batch of red wine, plus the fact that we have the Great Elder's approval, it'll be easy to build good relationships with the other high-ranking officials in the Shelter."
"Of course, if we're using it to build goodwill, I definitely won't be selling it at a high price. Some of it will even have to be given away as gifts. So, I'll buy this batch from you in the Mercenary Corps' name first. That way, you won't be taking a loss."
As he spoke, Fang Tianhe directly transferred 100,000 Points to Lin Xinghai.
Lin Xinghai didn't stand on ceremony and accepted it immediately.
Roger, who was standing at the side, was so envious his mouth was practically watering.
