Feng Lin smiled and nodded, "When I bought it initially, I just wanted a joint venture brand."
He didn't care too much about it.
At first, he said he drove a Ford.
He just didn't want to continue talking about it.
Unexpectedly, she got hooked on it.
"Work hard, a man's face isn't important."
Zhao Ting smiled and glanced at Feng Lin, "How much do you make a month now?"
"I don't have a job."
Feng Lin shook his head slightly, then looked at Xiang Sisi, "Remember what I told you before? Call me if something happens."
"Okay, I understand."
Xiang Sisi nodded.
"Then I'm heading back."
Feng Lin waved his hand.
"Sisi, this won't do, you look decent, how can you be with this kind of man?"
Zhao Ting didn't mince her words to Feng Lin, "I know a barbecue restaurant owner, he's a bit old, but you could give it a try."
"No need."
Xiang Sisi refused outright.
"What do you mean? You don't trust me? We are old classmates, I'm doing this for your own good."
