"Since that's the case, how about we do some business together?" Mu Shaoling asked again.
"No!" Yang Chuxia rejected the idea without even thinking.
Upon hearing her response, Mu Shaoling looked unhappy and said, "Little girl, don't be ungrateful. Many people would want to do business with this young master."
"So what?" Yang Chuxia glanced at him, her eyes saying, "What does that have to do with me?"
"You won't even ask what kind of business?"
Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes, her expression screaming, "Are you an idiot?"
"You've already asked about my wheelchair, so obviously, it's about making wheelchairs," Yang Chuxia said. "My family doesn't have enough manpower, and the technology won't be shared. We already have orders lined up until August, so we can't work with your business."
"Are you stupid? If you don't have enough manpower, can't you find more people?" When he heard this reason, Mu Shaoling was left speechless.
