Seven o'clock.
After returning home to change clothes, Jin Rongrong made a phone call to ask for the address.
Once Gu Changsheng gave it to her, he arrived at the entrance of the residential complex to wait. Before long, a Mercedes pulled up, and Jin Rongrong's face appeared from the back seat, laughing, "Boss, get in."
Gu Changsheng was quite surprised. After getting in the car, he asked, "Where did you get the car?"
"I called for a ride service. Otherwise, if we really had to take a taxi, we'd be laughed at to death," Jin Rongrong said proudly. Luckily she took initiative; otherwise, if Gu Changsheng had arranged everything, they would have definitely ended up in a cab.
Gu Changsheng smiled wryly. Although he didn't care about such formalities, going against the grain just for the sake of it was too ostentatious. Having Jin Rongrong handle these matters was not bad at all.
