"What did you say? He's an errand boy?"
Jin Qiao was stunned. "What kind of joke is that? How can he drive a supercar? Even if you're accusing someone wrongly, you have to come up with a reasonable excuse."
"Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, ask Weiran," Sun Ning said.
Jin Qiao looked at Zhao Weiran inquiringly, as if she wanted to know the truth of the matter.
"Brother Lin is really an errand boy, but he's also a physics god. He helped me write my graduation thesis."
Sun Ning sneered, "Qiaoqiao, now you know what's going on. He's just an errand boy. He's not some rich and handsome guy at all."
"How is that possible?"Jin Qiao obviously didn't believe it. "How can this rich and handsome guys be going around being an errand boy?"
"You don't know that," Zhang Jian interrupted. "From a financial point of view, this is a means of marketing."
"A means of marketing?"
