"Is it really that exaggerated?"
Zhu Xin swore it was true, but his colleagues were somewhat skeptical.
But it didn't matter whether they believed him or not.
He turned to rummage through his luggage in the car:
"Their farm products sell like crazy, I specifically brought 5 packs of tea egg marinade for our team—you guys, what's with those looks? Let me tell you, one pack costs 20 yuan!"
"I haven't even got married yet, five packs is my limit; if you want more, buy your own!"
"You all know my girlfriend is a teacher, how tiring it is for her, and she gets hungry easily! The packs I prepared for her, one or two a day, will be enough for a whole year."
He thought about it and felt quite satisfied with his initiative, which made him chuckle to himself.
Then, seeing his colleagues' hard-to-describe looks, Zhu Xin became even more insistent, "Don't underestimate it, once you try it, you'll know I didn't exaggerate a bit!"