"The world of the wealthy, naturally, you wouldn't understand."
He Chen sneered, "Some people like to swap their Maybach emblem for a Mitsubishi one, some like to change their Bentley's emblem to that of a Wuling Hongguang. Even though the emblem changes, their status does not!"
"They remain a Maybach, remain a Bentley!"
"Not only are you gutsy, your eyesight is poor too. Once this is over, go book an appointment at the ophthalmologist. Of course, it's also possible that this won't be over for you..."
He Chen had already seen Liu Lao San, with his Mohawk hairstyle, rushing out of the lobby with a number of underlings.
Tian Ye was annoyed, "F***! Who the hell are you? It's not your car I'm trashing, why the f*** are you squawking?"
"Who I am is not important, what's important is whether you've thought about how to compensate?" He Chen said indifferently, "Do you know what model this car is?"
