In a luxuriously decorated private room of a tavern, Shi Bolong sat in the main seat, accompanied by Zhou Zheng.
As they exchanged cups, the two conversed joyfully.
After the wine had been poured several times, Zhou Zheng set down his cup and suddenly asked, "Senior Brother Shi, aside from replenishing the usual supplies this time, is there any other plan?"
At the end of the table, Zhao Ya, who was accompanying them, felt a stir in his heart upon hearing this, but he didn't raise his head, merely listening quietly.
Shi Bolong smiled slightly and then put down his cup of wine, "What does Junior Brother Zhou mean by this question?"
"No particular reason, just if you, Senior Brother, are looking for something novel, I happen to have some good stuff." Zhou Zheng said mysteriously.
"Oh?" Shi Bolong raised an eyebrow slightly, "What good stuff?"
"You'll know when you see it!" Zhou Zheng said as he clapped his hands, and immediately someone walked in.
"Bring up that batch of goods."
