Chapter 8 - 008: She Hasn’t Even Had a Kiss
After some chit-chat, Qi Feng arrived fashionably late.
He was wearing exaggerated black sunglasses, a baseball cap pulled down extremely low, almost covering his face, and a black cloak wrapped tightly around him, at first glance looking like a terrorist.
Qi Feng sneakily pushed open the private room door, almost scaring the five people inside half to death.
"Holy crap! Qi Qi, what’s wrong with you? Can you stop running around scaring people at night!"
The most timid inside was Lin Yangbo, who nearly shrieked.
Qi Feng hurriedly covered his mouth, whispering, "Keep it down for me, if the paparazzi find out, my career is doomed. I don’t want to go back and inherit my dad’s lousy company that only earns a few hundred million a year!"
Annual earnings of only a few hundred million... lousy company?
The others were relatively calm, as they were used to Qi Feng’s shamelessness.
Jiang Tong slightly twitched the corners of her mouth, silently counting on her fingers in her mind.
A few hundred million...