Han Chuanzong paused. That was the richest man he had ever met. He had been envious of that car for a long time.
"You'll bring me? Can I sit in the car?"
Han Jing paused. "Of course. It's his car. If you behave yourself, I'll ask him to drive us home later. How about that?"
Han Jing had not expected a car to be so alluring to a boy. Han Chuanzong immediately agreed without needing her to say anything else.
"Then go and get ready. Bring your school bag. I'll telephone him and ask him to come over."
Han Chuanzong was displeased. "Why do I need to bring my school bag if I'm going there to play?"
"Because he likes studious children. The children in his family are all very outstanding. If you bring your books, he will think you're very studious and clever. That way, he will really, really like you! He will drive you to have fun and buy nice food for you."
Food and fun were very attractive to young children.
Han Chuanzong agreed.
