Zhou Ya: "Then why did you start a group company?"
"It's a different matter. I enjoy the pleasure of self-satisfaction. My joy is not built on others' perceptions."
The two were chatting when Zhou Ya suddenly looked up behind Ren Zhong.
Her gaze passed through the gaps of her mask, looking a bit impatient.
Ren Zhong turned around following her gaze and saw a young man in a suit standing behind him.
Ren Zhong didn't get up, he simply said, "I don't sign autographs, don't take photos, don't know you, and don't want to know you."
The man sneered, "What are you thinking? I'm here to tell you, this is a place for hereditary high citizens, not where you should be. You'd better go back where you came from."
Ren Zhong was initially stunned, then couldn't hold back his laughter and gave the man a thumbs-up, "66666."
Man: "What do you mean?"
