"President Yang, DiDi Dache can improve your company's order-taking efficiency and help drivers earn more money..." Cheng Wei said with a bitter smile, reciting his formulaic explanation.
Although he had already anticipated this outcome, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"What's the point of all that? No matter how much more the drivers make, the company's cut doesn't change one bit!"
Yang Songlin waved his hand, mocking Cheng Wei mercilessly.
"I understand. Thank you, President Yang." Cheng Wei gave an awkward smile and prepared to leave.
"We have a regular meeting in a bit. All the drivers will be here. I'll give you ten minutes," Yang Songlin suddenly added.
"President Yang, does this mean you're willing to give DiDi a chance?"
Cheng Wei asked, his face a picture of delighted disbelief.
"I'm only giving you 10 minutes to introduce your product. Whether the drivers use it or not is none of my business," Yang Songlin stressed.
"Thank you, President Yang."
