Li Fei gently shook his head: "Those so-called luxury cars of yours, you'd better keep them for your own enjoyment. I'm not interested in anything others have sat in."
"Don't rush to refuse. I can introduce you to a few new models." Zhang Zuodong continued to persuade him, "Being alive is victory, making money is just a game, and health is the real goal. Happiness is the true essence."
Li Fei still refused: "I think the beauties around me are already plentiful, and of even better quality."
Zhang Zuodong found himself in a dilemma, damn, why is Li Fei so unappreciative? Money or beauties couldn't move him—could it be that this guy really wants to die?
"Don't you have a third option? Go ahead and tell me." Li Fei looked at him with a smile.
In fact, before Zhang Zuodong introduced anything, Li Fei, by grasping his inner thoughts, already knew everything.
