"Uncle Lin, what do you expect me to think?"
"Things just haven't gone according to plan. Who could have expected Yuanfang to suddenly get so famous?"
"I'm already worried about the payment for all those face masks. How am I supposed to develop new products?!"
Gao Yuan sighed as he spoke.
Although there was an element of performance in his sigh, Gao Yuan's situation was indeed a bit difficult at the moment.
Of the 300 million loan from the bank, he only had a few tens of millions left to use, even though he didn't have to pay monthly interest.
The system's daily cash-back would only accumulate to 130,000 yuan by the end of the month. Combined with the few tens of thousands he had on hand, he could barely scrape together 200,000.
Fortunately, employee salaries weren't due until January 15th. He should be able to sell a good amount by then, so he didn't have to worry about that.
But when Lin Hongnian heard Gao Yuan's words, his eyes lit up.
