'This is the life.'
Zhang Peng pursed his lips and smiled. "That's because you're pushing yourself too hard. One big move after another, the pace is just too fast. I can't keep up, anyway. But you must have your own reasons. It's like I always say, I won't ask."
With the driver and the agent in the car, Zhang Peng didn't want to say much more.
Even if they weren't there, he wouldn't want to pry.
In less than half a year, Lin Chu had spent at least two billion on assets alone. Where the money came from, nobody knew.
Anyway, he was used to it by now.
Sometimes, Zhang Peng even had the strange feeling that Brother Chu had always been this rich. Those two years they'd worked together before? That was probably just Brother Chu experiencing life. Now, he'd laid his cards on the table and wasn't pretending anymore.
'It's pretty amusing, now that I think about it.'
