The director, upon hearing the news, hurried from the villa, riding a little scooter to catch up.
Even mosquito legs are meat. If the boss of Jiajia Furniture really agreed to sign the contract, it would be equivalent to sponsoring them with tens of thousands of yuan.
This batch of tables and chairs could solve the immediate needs of the guests. He wouldn't have to worry about the guests quitting because they couldn't make money.
All the way to the commercial street, Miao Mu got out of the car and, seeing Liu Chao, excitedly went up to shake hands.
"You're a good person, such a great person."
Liu Chao: "..." Is this program really that poor? They look so pitiful.
The boss looked at the excited director and then at the two pitiful children looking at him, thought for a moment, "Then let's go to the furniture factory to see if there are tables and chairs that meet your requirements."
Miao Mu: "Thank you, really, thank you so much."
