Mei Mengzhen didn't stop just because she was told to; since she was already here, she couldn't carry the big crates, but the small ones were still manageable for her.
After the two of them loaded up the cart, they finally got in the car.
As soon as they sat down, Fan Tianyu wiped his sweat, drank his water, and after this whole routine, he finally complained, "If I'd known, I should've bought a bigger car back then—just haul everything in one go. With this one, loading takes me a whole morning. Anyway, what did you want to talk to me about?"
"What could I possibly want? Isn't it all for the business?"
