After Zhang Yu and the others got their luggage, they headed out of the airport.
At this point, they weren't returning to the office; they each went home, and the colleagues who lived along the way shared a taxi. As for Zhang Yu, she simply left with Ye Zhuo's car.
Since her home wasn't far from Ye Zhuo's, there was no need for a taxi.
Mike drove, Zhang Yu sat in the front passenger seat working on a report, and Ye Zhuo sat in the back listening.
Mike knew from Zhang Yu's cheerful expression that she had earned quite a bit, but he hadn't expected it to be so much.
"This round of money, we made it so smoothly," Mike quickly calculated his earnings from this time and couldn't help but take a deep breath; he was truly shocked.
Ye Zhuo was also surprised at the profits this time and casually asked, "By the end of the year, are you going to tell me you're investing a hundred million?"
