Wang Hao got it now.
In this era of online shopping, it's not so easy to make money in manufacturing anymore. To put it plainly, when people buy appliances, either your brand is big enough, or your prices are low enough. The worst is being stuck in the middle: not a big-name brand and prices that aren't that low. To speak colloquially, if I can get a major brand appliance by just paying a hundred and eighty more, why the hell would I buy from your small company?
"So that's how it is," Wang Hao pondered, stroking his chin before standing up and saying, "Jialing, don't panic. I'm going to run to the restroom. I'll think of a way to help you out."
Wang Hao had just left when those two youngsters started whispering to each other—
"Looks like he's not so amazing after all, acting all high and mighty just now, but the moment he heard about the problem, his balls shrank!"
"Yeah, who does he think he is? A god? What can he possibly do about this?"