This Bad Luck is Awesome!

Three million was a very high price.

The reason Boss Wu offered this price was because he had just taken a call on the highway to Modu.

"Old Wu, I’ve figured it out."

He had received a call from his wife.

"What the hell happened? Where did that bag of product, expired for nearly a year, come from?"

Hearing his wife say she’d figured out the cause, Boss Wu immediately sat up straight, his voice filled with confusion and disbelief.

"Remember how we almost went out of business last year? We had to stop production completely. There was a batch of product in the warehouse we couldn’t sell, so we just gave it all to the employees."

"One of the cleaning ladies took ten bags, but she couldn’t stand the smell, so she just left them in her workroom."

"Last night, our collaboration with Brother Da Niu exploded, getting us over 200,000 orders. It blew past our expectations. The stock we had prepared wasn’t nearly enough, so we had to start emergency production, running three shifts around the clock."

"When the cleaning lady saw how short on stock the company was, she remembered the ten bags she’d been given and, trying to be helpful, put them in the warehouse."

"She doesn’t usually pay attention to things like production dates or expiration dates, so she had no idea those ten bags were already nearly a year expired."

"So those ten bags got shipped out just like that..."

After his wife finished explaining the reason over the phone, Boss Wu felt his vision go dark. He suddenly had the urge to jump out of the car.

He had considered many possibilities, but he couldn’t have imagined this was the reason, not even in his wildest dreams.

It was just too absurd.

He knew they had given luosifen to the employees when the factory was on the verge of bankruptcy last year. In fact, he was the one who made that decision.

’But I never thought the cleaning lady would take ten bags and keep them until now!’

And she had to ’helpfully’ bring out her personal stock during a sales rush to ’lighten’ the factory’s production pressure.

’This was a ’kindness’ he really couldn’t afford!’

He never imagined a decision he made last year would nearly be the end of him and his factory this year.

"Quick, find the serial numbers and order numbers for the other nine bags! We have to intercept them!"

Boss Wu was a businessman, after all. He quickly realized what the top priority was.

"I already checked. There are nine packages, and they’ve all been intercepted."

"Those nine packages are all far from the factory. The earliest one wouldn’t be delivered until tomorrow at the soonest."

His wife had already arranged the interception and was just updating him on the situation.

"Good. Check the warehouse again and see if there are any other ’helpful people’ around."

The experience had left Boss Wu paranoid, and he reminded his wife.

"Don’t worry. Leave the factory to me. You just handle that client in Modu."

...

It was this phone call that made him come to a decision.

He had to handle Chen Mo, no matter the cost.

The other nine packages had now been intercepted. As long as he could appease Chen Mo, this whole incident could be put to rest.

They had received 200,000 orders last night. Even if each order was for just one bag, that was still 12 million in sales.

But it was impossible for every order to be for a single bag. Many people bought several at a time.

He had checked the data this morning. They had sold over 680,000 bags in total last night.

At 60 yuan per bag, last night’s sales exceeded 40 million!

They were currently in the middle of emergency production and shipping.

If Chen Mo exposed this online, their competitors—whose market share they had just snatched—would absolutely fan the flames.

By then, the news that the Luo Yin Society was selling luosifen that had been expired for a year would be all over the internet.

If that happened, a massive wave of returns would be inevitable.

What would they do with all the inventory they were producing then?

Furthermore, their brand’s reputation would be as foul as the luosifen itself. How could they ever sell again after that?

The factory, which had just been brought back from the brink of death, would be completely wiped out by this.

But as long as they could handle Chen Mo, none of that would happen.

They could finish producing and shipping all the orders without a hitch.

Their sales figures wouldn’t be affected, their brand reputation would remain intact, and they could continue selling in the future.

Comparing the two possible outcomes, Boss Wu didn’t even need to think to know what he had to do.

In fact, he even had to thank Chen Mo.

If Chen Mo hadn’t reported the issue, he would never have even known about the expired luosifen.

He wouldn’t have intercepted the other nine orders, either.

If those nine orders had reached the customers and they had discovered the products were expired, it would have been much more troublesome for him to resolve.

After all, with nine different customers, the more people involved, the harder it is to solve the problem and the higher the cost.

But if the consumers didn’t notice the dates and just cooked and ate the noodles...

Then he wouldn’t have to worry about solving the problem at all.

Because he’d be the one getting "solved."

So, when all was said and done, Chen Mo had actually saved him.

Otherwise, there could have been a massive disaster.

"Mr. Chen, we are absolutely sincere. We genuinely want to resolve this matter."

Brother Da Niu nodded from the side. He was more than willing to give Chen Mo three million, as long as Chen Mo didn’t blow the story up.

Boss Wu had already spoken with him downstairs, so he now understood the full story behind the bag of luosifen that was nearly a year expired.

When he heard there were nine other bags besides Chen Mo’s, he had started to wonder if he’d have to quit being a live-streaming host, and whether the money in his bank account would be enough to last him the rest of his life.

Thankfully, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief when Boss Wu told him the other nine bags had already been intercepted.

With the other nine bags intercepted, it meant that as long as they could handle Chen Mo, he could continue his live-streaming career.

That’s why he was perfectly willing to offer up three million to make the problem go away.

For him, three million... well, calling it a drop in the bucket would be an exaggeration.

But it was definitely an amount that wouldn’t cause him any pain.