The mood among Su Yao and the others was very low, especially after hearing others talking, which made them feel even worse.
At this moment, Su Ming walked in through the main door of the meeting room.
"Over here, Su Ming."
Su Zhen Tian saw Su Ming coming and waved his hand.
"Alright!"
Su Ming immediately sat next to Su Zhen Tian.
Then Su Ming noticed that the mood of Su Yao and the others was very low, so he asked.
"What's wrong with you guys? Why do you look so down?"
"What else could it be? Our sales performance for the Fourth Generation Mecha this year is zero. We'll be laughed at again later."
Su Dong said helplessly.
"What's the big deal? So we hit rock bottom this year; we'll just work hard to catch up next year. Shame today, courage tomorrow!"
Though feeling confined, Su Zhen Tian showed no sign of despair.
"Grandpa, you're right."
Su Ming agreed.
At this moment, a guard at the door announced loudly.