Miao Ying explained something.
"How much?"
Zhou Wang walked forward, circling the car, nodding with satisfaction, and then asked.
"It should be just over 3 million... Sorry, I can't remember the exact number."
"The exact number isn't important."
Zhou Wang waved his hand.
Three million means it must be the top configuration.
"Boss, do you want to try it yourself?"
At this moment, Miao Ying handed over the car key.
Zhou Wang took the car key and suddenly realized why Miao Ying insisted on picking him up.
Perhaps another reason was the thought of delivering the new car to him immediately for him to experience it.
Is this a clumsy expression of affection?
Zhou Wang looked again at Miao Ying, who still had her head slightly lowered, and sighed inwardly.
He weighed the car key in his hand, then opened the driver's door, but Zhou Wang didn't get in. He hesitated for a moment and waved at Xiao Wang not far away.
"Mr. Zhou?"
Xiao Wang quickly walked over.
