Lu Zhenzhen clicked her tongue, "Bo Yanching is so stingy, sending you off with just a hundred thousand bucks, what a shame!"
Nan Jiaojiao rolled her eyes, "You think everyone's like you, born with a silver spoon in Rome. I'm just a working girl now. If I drive a luxury car, people will gossip that I'm some rich man's mistress."
Lu Zhenzhen: "..."
How can I argue back without sounding like a fool?
She was born in Rome, but Nan Jiaojiao's wealth is on the same level as hers. Clearly a CEO, yet insists on pretending to be a working stiff.
Feeling quite annoyed, she lost her appetite for breakfast, called the auntie to clean up later, stretched lazily, "I'm too lazy to argue with you, I'm going to nap for a bit."
"Bye."
Nan Jiaojiao grabbed her bag and left.
She took a cab to the company, and as she was about to reach the entrance, she suddenly heard a horn. Thinking it was a rideshare car blocking another, she quickly closed the door and let the car go.
"Beep—"
