Just as Zhao Long was about to get into the car, a black Audi RS7 drove up and stopped next to them.
The car door opened, and a tall, long-haired beauty stepped out.
She was dressed in professional attire, with well-defined features, radiant skin, and an elegant demeanor that made her stand out.
However, she had a frown on her face and a cold expression, the perfect ice queen.
Zhao Long glanced at her and realized she wasn't there for him, so he opened the car door to get in.
"Excuse me, sir, could you tell me who manages these shops?" the beauty asked politely as she walked over.
"No idea."
Zhao Long said indifferently, then got into the car directly.
The beauty was momentarily taken aback; few people had ever refused her so bluntly, and she noticed that his gaze was genuine, not an attempt at being aloof.
Watching the taxi drive away, she shook her head with a bitter smile and returned to her car.
