Actually, even Situ Xin herself didn't know just how much she was worth now. But how could Situ Xin ever think she had too little money?
Right now, as Situ Xin thought of her Porsche 911, she also remembered the steadily falling stock of Jones Industry. Situ Xin was a woman of action, restless when an idea struck her. "Baibai, let's go find Uncle," she said.
"Master, are you sure you want to go out in this scorching heat?" Baibai was lying comfortably and really didn't feel like moving.
"Cut it out, what kind of words are those? You're not one to fear the heat," Situ Xin looked at Baibai with disdain. "Are you coming or not? If you're not, then I'm leaving." Even though Baibai was lazy, it didn't want to stay home alone. Reluctantly, it got up and followed Situ Xin out.
Situ Xin had the driver drop her and Baibai off at the lobby of Loo Jianxin's company and told him to head back. With Uncle there, she saw no need for someone to wait for her down there.
