C72 Don't Disappoint Me

Ruan Qingge raised an eyebrow, unconcerned. "How could it not sell well?"

Liang Meiqin tilted her head, pondering. "You're right. Consumables are always in demand, but what should we do now?"

Ruan Qingge paced for a moment before speaking. "Here's the plan: tomorrow, we'll only admit ten people into the VIP room. We'll keep two sets of goods and aim to sell three sets a day