Lin Chen was extremely frustrated.
Just when he was about to add a girl's WeChat, he was dragged away by Xu Feixue.
"Feixue, you can't just use me and then discard me like that," Lin Chen complained.
"Don't worry, those guys will still come looking for you, but they'll have to spend money at our nightclub to meet you," Xu Feixue's eyes gleamed with gold.
These second-generation rich kids were spendthrifts, and with Lin Chen, the car god, as bait, these people would definitely frequent the nightclub to learn driving skills from him.
Lin Chen naturally didn't know Xu Feixue had turned him into a cash cow.
On the top floor of the Empire Building in Luo City, a figure sat on the railing, gazing into the distance.
This Empire Building was over a hundred floors high, and him sitting on the railing gave off a precarious feeling.
His actions were extremely dangerous as a fall would mean a shattered body.
However, there was not a trace of fear on the young man's face.
