"What did you say?" Zhang Ming sneered from the side. "Help us? You're just the owner of a rundown fruit stand. What help could you possibly offer? Do you have any idea how big this deal is? Are you even qualified to get involved?"
"Let me tell you straight up," he continued, "just having Miss Wei's product on our homepage for one day can generate three million in revenue! In ten days, that's a full thirty million. Tell me, kid, have you ever seen that much money in your life? Are you scared speechless?"
At that, Zhang Ming let out a cold laugh and turned to Wei Zixuan.
"Miss Wei, you may be capable and outstanding, but I have to say, your taste in men is frankly appalling. How could you fall for a guy like this?" he said with a look of disbelief.
Wei Zixuan's expression grew awkward. My husband isn't that bad... He's a major CEO with a net worth in the billions.
However, their relationship was tense at the moment, so she had no desire to explain anything on Chen Zheng's behalf.
