Chu Dazhuang thought of himself as someone who had seen wealthy people before, but now that he had arrived at Liu Yudong's place.
He finally understood that old saying.
There's always a higher mountain out there.
This Liu Yudong's home, it was simply the epitome of a nouveau riche.
The electric gate slowly opened, and after opening, the car did not stop, but continued to drive out for quite a distance.
As the vehicle kept moving toward the central villa, Chu Dazhuang looked through the window at the neatly manicured lawn outside.
Chu Dazhuang had never seen such things, but what was good is that Chu Dazhuang took it in stride, having seen it meant having seen it, and not having seen it was just the same.
Seeing Chu Dazhuang like this, Liu Yudong let out a soft chuckle, thought for a moment, and also hesitated a bit.
He was hesitant about whether to give Chu Dazhuang a tour.
