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"Master?"
Lu Mingzhe's eyebrows twitched, he wasn't the sort of brainless rich second-generation, and he immediately grasped the key information in Qin Feng's words.
Although Lu Mingzhe found Qin Feng's title as "Hucheng's number one rich second-generation" amusing, the man did have some capital, and his wealth could definitely achieve a few small goals. Anyone Qin Feng drove personally had to be of no ordinary status.
At first, Lu Mingzhe thought the person seated in the car must also be some second-generation from their circle, possibly even someone he knew, but now Qin Feng was saying that the person inside was his "master."
This did surprise Lu Mingzhe a bit. If it was indeed a master, it meant that the person's status and position were much higher than Qin Feng's; otherwise, Qin Feng wouldn't willingly take someone as his master.
