Boss Ji smiled disdainfully. Yesterday's matter had just passed. How could this kid still dare to pretend like this?
"Kid, if it goes through, I'll be your son."
Chen Che looked at Boss Ji in disdain.
"Little Ji, you're not worthy to be my son. After all, our family genes are quite good."
The salesmen and VJ almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The netizens in the live-stream mocked him.
[We don't know Old Scrooge Chen's size, but this Little Ji is really little.]
[Hahaha, this "little" is very essence.]
[I've never seen a man ask someone to say that he's little every day.]
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Boss Ji's expression darkened as he looked at the salespeople unhappily.
"If it actually goes through, I'll give you double the money you spent on the car!"
"What are you waiting for? Go get the POS machine."
One of the salesmen hurriedly went to the finance office.
Boss Ji looked at Chen Che in disdain.