"My car is already out of production, Jia Hui, you tell me, what should I do."
"I'll definitely compensate everyone for their cars, no matter the cost. Everyone, rest assured. It's just... I'm a bit short on funds right now. I hope you can allow me to compensate part of it first, and give me some time for the rest."
The rich kids glanced at each other.
"I swear on my reputation, and besides, I can't exactly run away, right?"
Du Jiahui squeezed out a grim smile that looked worse than crying, but his heart was already bleeding.
So many cars, some of which were discontinued models, their value was immeasurable, but he had no other choice.
With this large crowd here, maybe Jinhai Industry wouldn't care, but he absolutely couldn't afford to offend them.
There was no telling his parents, and as for how to raise the money later, he couldn't think about it for now. First, he needed to calm everyone down and ensure safety.
