At that moment, CEO Ma had just returned home from the company when he received a call from Jiang Siming.
The two of them had only exchanged private numbers.
"Why does President Jiang have time to call me at this hour? Don't tell me you're in Hangzhou looking for me to have a late-night meal. If so, I'll head out to find you right now."
CEO Ma's humorous personality remained unchanged. He joked with Jiang Siming as soon as he picked up.
"I'm in Shanghai. If you want to eat, come over. Take a cab here—I'll cover the fare," Jiang Siming replied.
CEO Ma burst out laughing on the other end, saying they would do it next time.
"President Jiang called me today because you have something to discuss, right? Just say it."
Jiang Siming got straight to the point and explained his idea.
To his surprise, as soon as he finished speaking, CEO Ma slapped his thigh on the other end.
"What a coincidence! President Jiang, my company has also been planning to set up a food-delivery company recently!"
Jiang Siming froze. "Seriously?"
"Of course. Why would I lie to you? The reason I got home so late today was that I was working overtime to hold a meeting about this very matter."
"Why did you suddenly decide to do this?" Jiang Siming asked curiously.
"Our ideas are exactly the same. I can't stand seeing certain companies exploit the working class. Since we're capable of doing more, I thought we might as well do a little more."
CEO Ma laughed heartily.
After hearing this, Jiang Siming felt genuine admiration. Heroes recognized heroes—they had arrived at the same idea independently.
"If President Jiang wants to do this, we can cooperate. Shunfeng Wang also plans to enter the food-delivery industry. The