What a Pity

"President Chu, after spending so much time with you, this is the first time I've heard you joke," Zhang Bo said smilingly.

Zhang Bo didn't take Chu Ning's words to heart.

Because, in his opinion, it was impossible for Cloud Shopping to be controlled by others.

The current situation was great. The day before, the net profit of Cloud Shopping had risen to a terrifying 300,000 yuan per day. As time passed, it would only increase.

How could Chu Ning give up something so precious?

"I'm not joking. After eight o'clock tonight, Cloud Shopping will be Zhou Hao's," Chu Ning repeated.

A few minutes later.

After hearing Chu Ning's narration, Zhang Bo was completely silent.

"What are your plans? Although Zhou Hao is unscrupulous, he is quite generous to his employees. If you follow him, your treatment will be no worse than mine. It might even be better," Chu Ning said casually.