A lot ran through his mind as Li Xiangwen raised an eyebrow in the real world.
"Mr. Mo, how much does your company charge for White?"
"We at DitoNi intend to pre-order 30 units."
Tap~ tap~ tap~
In the quiet conference room, Mo Jingchun's fingers were rhythmically tapping on the conference table, the sound resembling a girl's high heels clicking on a wooden floor.
The rhythm was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, making people feel a bit impatient and uneasy.
Indeed, in Li Xiangwen's eyes, Mo Jingchun was doing it on purpose.
Would he ask for an exorbitant price? Li Xiangwen thought he might not, but the price would definitely not be cheap.
Suddenly, the tapping noise ceased, and Li Xiangwen looked intently at Mo Jingchun, who was smiling.
A smile that made one's heart tremble.
"Currently, we haven't achieved mass production, and the production costs haven't been determined. The exact price is really uncertain at this point."
