Boss Chang sipped his milk tea, sucking hard until his cheeks caved in, and finally managed to pull up a small sweet potato ball.
Soft and chewy, fragrant and sweet, it had a great texture, especially paired with the rich milk tea... Mmm! But he still felt a sharp pain over his lost 7.5 million! His mouth was filled with sweetness, but his heart felt like it was being sliced, making Lun Jing quite anxious:
"Is it not good?"
She had set aside two cups for their monthly subscription customers! If it wasn't good, that would be embarrassing.
Little did she know that Boss Chang hadn't even heard her. His expression changed several times, and then he slapped his thigh fiercely, "Do it!"
If you don't invest, you don't gain. What about 7.5 million? The tea leaves could make more profit when sold!!
