Puhai.
Temela Car Company.
In an office, a middle-aged man looked at the online public opinion, his brows tightly furrowed.
This man was Jiang Duzhou, the owner of Temela Car Company.
"Xiao Han, go call Yi Ming here," Jiang Duzhou ordered.
"Okay." A fashionably dressed woman respectfully responded and immediately went out.
After a short while, there was a knock on the office door, and soon after Jiang Yiming walked in.
"Dad, did you call for me?" Jiang Yiming asked.
Jiang Duzhou furrowed his brows and asked in a deep voice, "Was it you who started the conflict with Subai?"
"Yes."
"Why did you bombard them?" Jiang Yiming asked.
"The water's no good, yet they dare to sell it so expensively. Isn't this kind of water factory treating us like fools?" Jiang Duzhou said.
