"How come I don't see it?" Tang Chuchu raised her shapely eyebrows and scanned the area, refusing to let the matter go.
"Chuchu, she's the Director now. You have to show her some respect," Tang Yuxiang said with a hearty laugh.
Even so, Tang Chuchu still found it strange.
"Oh, Xuewu, what a pain for you," Tang Chuchu said, her eyes glinting with mockery as she deliberately sauntered over. "I just got a new 800,000-yuan Mercedes. Do you want me to give you a ride home?"
"Chuchu's right," Tang Yuxiang chimed in. "You're the general manager of the project. What would people think if they saw you riding a bike or squeezing onto a bus? The Tang family can't afford that kind of embarrassment!"
As Tang Chuchu listened, she grew more and more excited. "Tang Xuewu, don't tell me you carpooled here," she sneered, leaning forward with her hands on her hips and eyeing Tang Xuewu disdainfully. "Or did you just walk?"
