In the taxi.
After watching Wu Jie drive away, Chu Yunxuan took out her phone and turned it on.
Social media had blown up.
There were too many likes and comments; she was overwhelmed.
"Kneeling before the tycoon sister!"
"That car looks like a Mercedes-Benz GLE, right? Judging by the interior, it seems like a million-plus AMG!"
"Tycoon! Can we be friends, please?"
"Congratulations to Yunxuan for getting a new Mercedes and a driver!"
"You didn't even take a full photo, is the driver a guy? Your boyfriend? Thumbs down!"
...
There were too many comments.
Some were envious and jealous, while others were simply curious.
After some thought, Chu Yunxuan posted a blanket response:
"It's a friend's new car, just hitching a ride. If I had over a million, I'd have bought a house a long time ago!"
Just after she commented, her phone rang.
"Hello, Chief Sun, I've sounded him out. He's agreed to help, but I can't guarantee a definite sale!"
