A day passed in a flash.
Last night, Ren Feifan had reworked ten boxes of Elime beauty serum. He didn't call for a car this time because it was simply too inconvenient.
No car, what to do?
But Ren Feifan had Cui Ying!
Cui Ying had several cars. After much persistence, he managed to borrow one of her BMWs and set off breezily to do business.
Ren Feifan figured that after this round, he'd buy his own vehicle—a low-profile, luxurious one with a sense of sophistication, of course.
Always borrowing cars from women was not a good look. If word got out, people would call him a gold-digger.
Moreover, Cui Ying's cars were too feminine for his taste. It was a bit uncomfortable for a man to drive these sorts of vehicles.
Soon, Ren Feifan arrived at the street. As soon as he got there, he was completely dumbfounded!
Good heavens!
It was a sea of people!
Three circles inside and three circles outside— all packed with people!
The entire street was impassable!
