'So Lu Yuanbin is the one behind the facial soap business.'
A plan began to form in An Mingjiang's mind. 'This Lu Yuanbin really has some skill. The facial soap is actually quite good.'
'If I took it over, I could definitely make a lot of money.'
Just then, a young woman walked in from outside. Seeing Old Nine and An Mingjiang discussing something in the living room, she paid them no mind and walked right up to An Mingjiang, her tone sour.
"Dad, why is the facial soap you bought me different from the last one? I tried it, and it's absolutely awful."
With that, the young woman tossed a pink bar of facial soap onto a nearby table.
The man glanced at the soap but didn't see any difference.
"How is it different?"
Old Nine looked closer. 'Isn't that the facial soap I sent over to get on An Mingjiang's good side?'
The young woman didn't know where the soap had come from and assumed her father had bought it, so she launched into a complaint.
