"I know this, I'll set up a table later, give me a chance to treat everyone to a meal, let me properly thank everyone."
"What's the deal with treating to a meal? If you really want to thank us, do something practical."
Zhang Jiachun paused, revealing a meaningful smile.
"President Ma, I understand your point, rest assured, there won't be any shortage in that aspect."
"What do you understand, what I meant is different from what you think," Ma Weicai said:
"Mr. Lin Yi is here to sell cars, the oranges have been sold, and you have money in hand, if you want to buy a car, just go support Mr. Lin Yi."
"That's not a problem, I'll mobilize everyone, we'll definitely try our best to help."
"Director Zhang, hold on a second."
At this moment, Zhang Jia interrupted him.
Lin Yi still had an impression of her, she was a committee officer.
"What's wrong?"
"I want to ask President Ma, he just said these oranges still have a little profit margin, what's that supposed to mean."
