Liu Yao, after running out of energy, sat down to rest on the side, and naturally, people came over to offer him water and wipe his sweat.
Seeing his son no longer so gloomy but full of vitality instead, Old Liu smiled so wide his mouth almost reached his ears.
In business dealings, getting Old Liu to ease up was not an easy task. The strong dragon does not suppress the local snake, and Mr. Fang had chosen a non-violent method this time. Even as a businessman, one has to acknowledge personal debts. The conversation between Mr. Fang and Old Liu went much smoother, and Zheng Tan indeed accomplished his mission without having to delve too deeply. One could tell from Mr. Fang's beaming face that the goal had been achieved.
Zheng Tan looked around the toy car again. The car's emblem was a cat head, a black cat head, and there was even a cat tail painted on the back of the car. Now, with Zheng Tan, this real cat included, it was truly a "cat car" in every sense.
