Wang Han didn't stand on ceremony and followed Qi Sheng into the back of the Phantom.
As for Huang Zhaoqi, who needed to come along to handle the paperwork, he naturally had to ride in Wang Han's Bentley Mulsanne.
Even a Bentley Mulsanne was a luxury car worth several million.
For a regular employee like Huang Zhaoqi, it was something completely out of his league.
...
Inside the car.
Qi Sheng took a bottle of Louis Roederer champagne from the mini-fridge.
After opening it, he poured a glass for himself and one for Wang Han.
Qu Man didn't like to drink, so he didn't pour her any.
Wang Han sat in the comfortable airline-style seat in the back, gazing at the starlight headliner above.
Gently swirling the champagne in his glass, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
"Tsk, tsk. A Phantom, through and through. What girl wouldn't love this starlight headliner?"
It was just like the joke online.
You used to think the girl of your dreams loved the stars.
