When he saw someone coming, dozens of men with hot sunglasses looked over with fierce looks, each with a stern look on his face.
Fang Keer turned a blind eye to the group of people, but took Ye Hao directly through the crowd and came to the warehouse.
I saw that more than a dozen men and women dressed in Daxia people in the warehouse were now restricted from their freedom.
A man wearing a floral shirt and a look of a sloppy expression was smoking a cigar, pointing to the shelves behind him and said lightly: "Look, what are you giving us!?"
"It's all rotten and smelly tea. How can we sell this kind of thing?"
"And because we didn't find out before, we had handed over one of the goods to our customers. Now those customers are here to ask for compensation!"
"Your company is really unscrupulous. The first time you are doing import and export tea business with us, you dare to fool us with inferior products as good ones?"
"You don't want to live anymore, do you?"
"Let you Mr. Fang come over quickly. If you don't give us an explanation today, we will chop up all your hands and feet and throw them all into the high seas to feed the fish!"
While speaking, more than a dozen men pulled out the watermelon knife in their hands and began to polish it on the whetstone.
This is the deterrence and threat.
"Mr., it's boring for you to do things like this?"
"We can talk about any business problems."
"Do you want to make a big deal of things and wait for me to report to the official?"
Fang Ke'er stepped forward and stood in front of the group of employees, then said with a cold face.
She had already told Ye Hao on the way.
Her batch of tea leaves are all grown from her grandfather’s tea mountain. They are not only of good quality, but also of new quality.
After processing, this batch of tea can be stored for at least ten years.
And when she was shipped, she personally checked it, but when she arrived at the casino, it turned into rotten inferior tea.
It can be said that there must be some problems here.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I said who it is? It turns out to be Mr. Fang..."
The man wearing a floral shirt was frivolous and frivolous, grinning at this moment, with a look of surprise that was deliberately squeezed out.
"When did Mr. Fang come? Why don't I know?"
"Come on, come on, serve tea to Mr. Fang quickly. I'll chop your heads up!"
With the sound of the man in the floral shirt falling down, he suddenly saw a man in a suit casually cut a bag of tea with a watermelon knife, grabbed a handful and threw it into a dirty water cup, and then used boiling water.
After brewing, it hit Fang Keer with a "pop".
A rotten smell came to the nose, and it was about to vomit. Not only the dozen employees behind Fang Keer retching, but even Fang Keer was pale and couldn't help but want to vomit.
But the man in the floral shirt seemed not to smell the rotten smell, but said with a smile: "Mr. Fang, I know what you are here for."
"Don't you just want to get back the remaining payment for the goods?"
"Yes, after you drink this cup of tea, I admit that your tea is fine, and I will let someone pay now!"
"But if you don't dare to drink it, I'm afraid you'll have to give us an explanation!"
While speaking, the man in a floral shirt looked smiling.
He didn't believe that Fang Ke'er, a spoiled lady, could drink this kind of tea that had rotten for many years.