"Betty, this is the most expensive car in your shop, isn't it?" Martin James asked.

"Yes Mr. James," Betty smiled and nodded.

"By the way, Betty, I just looked like you were a little sober. What's wrong?" Martin James asked.

"No, no, it's nothing," Betty squeezed out a smile.

"It's all right, say it to me, and just spit out the displeasure in your heart," When he looked at her, Martin James knew that something was wrong.

"It's nothing sir, actually, the two customers who bought the car are my customers. At first, I was in reception but Bert said I was new and didn't say hello, so he asked...