"All right!"
Su Weifeng shrugged his shoulders somewhat helplessly.
Cheng Fei'er was immediately overjoyed and said, "Then let's get started. We need to have all the cars arranged by today, otherwise, it's going to delay Liu Chen's wedding."
Su Weifeng could only nod his head in agreement.
Song Bin and Cheng Fei'er immediately began making phone calls.
"Brother Liu, I have a classmate getting married. Could you lend us your car... Great, great, that's settled then. You're bringing that Mercedes, right?"
"Boss Li, could you lend me your car? Uh-huh, use the BMW 5 Series."
"..."
After a round of calls, Song Bin and Cheng Fei'er had quickly arranged for five or six cars.
Seeing Su Weifeng just sitting there without making a call, Cheng Fei'er put down her phone, lifted her chin, and asked, "Hey, have you given up?"
Hou Xiaoqiang immediately chimed in, "Our boss lose? You must be kidding."
"So he's just going to sit there and the cars will come? What a joke."
