Chapter 1027

"Huh? Indigo Mountain Coffee?" The cab driver heard what Alfred said and turned around to look at the latter and Sarah the way he would a fool. At the same time, he was also deeply confused. Since when had indigo roots become coffee? Wasn't it meant for medical purposes? "Will you look at that, Madam Langley? Like I said, Mr. Caitford is rather reliable. The cab driver hadn't even heard about Indigo Mountain Coffee. This means that Quantum Innovations made it themselves." Alfred smiled and added, "We'll buy some from Mr. Caitford at a low price. Then, we'll sell them at Ebrea and earn ourselves some big bucks." Sarah nodded slowly. As long as it was profitable, Sarah and her backers were interested. They could even buy out Indigo Mountain Coffee and make it their own. After all, that was the nature of capitalism—plunder. "Thank you, sir. I'll give you some generous tips later." Alfred thought about how he would be rich soon and leaned over to pat the cab driver on the shoulder, di