The net profit of 2 billion products is close to 1.99 billion.

Isn't this satisfying?

If Musk knew about this, Musk would probably vomit blood, right?

"Okay, okay, hurry up and take your stuff and go." Zhou Shihua waved her hand.

Can't continue chatting.

If you continue chatting, you will probably be pissed to death.

"That Qiandu thing..." Lin Chu rubbed his hands.

He doesn't care if he can make a little profit.

"Okay, I'll ask you." Zhou Shihua was helpless, "But I can't guarantee whether it can be done."

"The key is this price..."

More than 90% of the profit is a little outrageous?

"Don't worry, depending on your face, I'll give them 10% off!" Lin Chuyi said righteously.
Chapter completed!