"Lin, you should first change the packaging and gift boxes for the milk candy. I need to verify the final product. If it turns out to be as splendid as I imagine, I will order in bulk."
"Same here! I also need to see the final product before making a decision."
The requests from Wilson and Mr. John were reasonable, and Lin Xiang naturally agreed with pleasure.
"Lin, I'm hungry," John unabashedly voiced his request, "I want stir-fried tomatoes with eggs and some spicy noodles."
John managed to articulate stir-fried tomatoes with eggs so clearly using awkward and tongue-twisting Mandarin.
Lin Xiang made a gesture, "Of course, no problem! Let's go to the state-run restaurant now, and I'll personally cook for you."
Wilson was bewildered, "John, what are you talking about?"
