Lin Chu's tone was firm and absolute.
Hearing this, Yang Huixian felt a stir in her heart.
'Not even a small deposit?'
'But,' she mused, 'I still have a lot of inventory on hand. An order this big... I can't possibly handle it all myself. I'll inevitably have to subcontract it out to my peers. And if Lin Chu won't pay a deposit, I'll just have to leverage my reputation and ask my contacts to start production on my behalf?'
She didn't doubt for a second that Lin Chu could afford it.
After all, he owned that huge golf club.
Besides, the payment term was short—only a week.
Of course, that was looking at it from a business perspective.
'From a personal perspective, though... any company in Shuibei could handle an order this big. Why give it to me?'
