Megan Hall's face was flushed with excitement, and then, seemingly recalling something, she huffed:
"The pocket money I got this month is too little, how can it be enough to spend, really..."
Greg Jensen: "..."
Are you sure you're complaining about being broke to me?
Fifty thousand a month for spending money, and you still think it's not enough?
Now Greg Jensen was also a billionaire, but he still felt that fifty thousand for pocket money was indeed a bit much.
It was clear Megan Hall came from a distinguished family and looked down on the small sum. After a brief sigh, she dragged Greg Jensen off for some cold treats.
As the two of them passed by a car showroom on the first floor, she couldn't help but stop and, looking at the cars inside, said, "Hey, do you want a car?"
"Huh?"
"Your car is too old. I'm afraid when I bring you home, my grandfather and the others will look down on it."
"Bringing me home?" Greg Jensen was baffled.
