After leaving Wang Zhefei's company building and getting back in the car, Lin Chu opened his banking app and glanced at his account balance.
Good news: 1.5 billion.
'I can't believe I'm at the point where I'm counting my money in billions.'
'That's a truly huge sum of money.'
'Even if I partied every night, living a life of utter debauchery, I couldn't spend it all in this lifetime.'
'And for me, partying every night and living a life of utter debauchery is just another way to make money.'
Bad news: I'm now facing a challenge.
'If I don't handle this well, it's going to be a bit of a problem.'
Opening WeChat, Lin Chu looked at his message list again.
Tomorrow was the Qixi Festival. Last night and this morning, he'd received messages on his phone from Liao Meili and Yang Huixian, respectively.
Liao Meili's message said she'd taken the day off for the Qixi Festival, and she wanted to go to Disney in Shanghai. The tickets were already bought.
