"Our stores specializing in caterpillar fungus and some precious medicinal herbs from South Asia have also run out of stock," the store manager said directly.
"Oh, my God! What the hell are those ghosts from South Asia up to?" Anderson felt his head was about to explode.
At this time, Mary propped her chin and stepped forward to analyze, "Someone must be behind this, messing with us on purpose."
"But in Lion City, we're the dominant player. Who would dare to mess with us? Moreover, the quantity of the cut-off supplies is huge. If not to us, who can these Southeast Asian and South Asian suppliers sell to?" Another sales manager raised his doubts.
"Look into it! You must find out who's behind this before the headquarters learns about the situation, or else you can all get lost!" Anderson slammed the table fiercely, and with a big wave of his hand, he dismissed the group.
