"Who did you fix you, didn't you take the initiative to contact people in those neighboring states and counties?" Yang Fei was also a little drunk, with a big knife and a golden horse, he crossed Erlang's legs, leaned on the chair, and spoke lazily.

"Can I not find my own customers? Those hillbillies scolded me 300 times a day, and I was driven crazy! Guo Yunzheng said the bitterness, tears in his eyes.

Those people have no quality, they don't have quality, they scold people if they can't order wine, and they bargain with him one by one.

What can he do, he can only develop a relatively high-quality customer market by himself.

"Okay, okay, wipe the tears and snot," Yang Fei couldn't stand his unlucky and aggrieved look: "I'll find someone else to connect with the owners of those small wine shops, and you will concentrate on those high-ranking officials in the future."

Chapter 100 of "The Wild Ruffian and the Rough Man" Chapter 100 Blame the mosquito is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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