"No, no, no!"
Gao Guang walked up to the table and picked up a bottle of red wine to examine it. "Tsk-tsk, what a fine wine.
This is the most expensive wine in our hotel; a single bottle is worth at least two hundred thousand.
Chairman Jiang Meng really knows how to indulge.
With so much money, do you still need to come to Shencheng City to snatch the market from the Gao Family?"
Jiang Meng frowned and said, "Our cars target the low-end market; they don't conflict with your joint venture brand at all.
We have no interest in becoming enemies with the Gao Family."
"Heh, maybe not now, but who knows about the future?"
Gao Guang snorted coldly, "Are you planning to launch a low-end brand at this stage,
take over the market successfully, and then move into the mid-to-high-end sector?
Do you think I'm a fool?"
"So what if we are?"
Xiao Chen suddenly spoke up, "We intend to enter not just the low-end, but also the mid-to-high-end markets.
