Delivery company?
A delivery company's nothing, a profit of seven hundred seventy thousand a month, and Jin Rongrong is over the moon.
But without even using her brain to calculate, she understood that as long as Gu Changsheng was willing, with just a word he could secure the catering order for the Mingyang Group's CBD project under construction, the daily food supply for dozens of construction teams and thousands of workers, that's some serious profit.
Besides shock, Jin Rongrong was shocked.
She underestimated her own boss, originally thinking he was just an idler son-in-law, but looking at it now, could it be that the Zhou Family's cooperation with Mingyang Group was also because of Gu Changsheng?
At this moment.
Gu Changsheng and Mr. Ou had already started their casual conversation, and she naturally did not dare to interject, holding her juice and sipping it slowly, listening attentively.
