Wu Fuwei did not seem the least bit angry, still smiling as he said, "Mr. Qin, you've only started Jiangshan Roasted Duck Company a few months ago, and $150 million is not a small amount."
A hint of annoyance flashed across Qin Hao's face. Clearly, Wu Fuwei was not here to sincerely buy out his company.
The current market value of Jiangshan Roasted Duck Company was at least over $500 million.
Qin Hao said, "Mr. Wu, I have no intention of selling the Jiangshan Roasted Duck Company. I believe it can go much farther."
Wu Fuwei smiled as he spoke, "Mr. Qin, you should really think it over, otherwise in a few days, Jiangshan Roasted Duck won't be worth that much."
The threat in his tone was very clear.
Qin Hao's face turned cold. "Show the guests out."
Feng Xiangyi and Nie Si, expressionless, stood up and said, "Mr. Wu, please."
With his people, Wu Fuwei left, and in the reception room, Qin Hao asked, "How has our roast duck store been performing these past few days?"