Zhou Yuwen nodded and said, "That's alright, buying another one just means restocking."
"Haha, Mr. Zhou, you're really funny!" Wang Mengna was still wearing that black BMW sales uniform, with flesh-colored stockings and high heels.
Zhou Yuwen asked Wang Mengna how much the X7 in the showroom was.
"There's a big discount now, the top-of-the-line one is 900,000." Wang Mengna provided excellent customer service to Zhou Yuwen, as he was a regular client.
Zhou Yuwen nodded, "Okay, let's use the card then. I'll take this one. When can I pick it up?"
"???"
Zhou Yuwen's car purchasing was always a bit unexpected. Although Wang Mengna was already 24, she still felt somewhat dumbfounded and awkwardly smiled in front of 18-year-old Zhou Yuwen, asking, "Are you, are you joking with me?"
Zhou Yuwen was dissatisfied, "Do you find this funny?"
"No, not at all. Didn't you just buy one?"
"So I ate yesterday, does that mean I don't eat today?"
