They drove into the underground parking garage. Luckily, it was still early, so there were plenty of spaces. Lu Zheng casually picked an empty spot and parked, only to see a Ferrari pull in and stop across from him.
Then the supercar door opened, and a man with a pompadour stepped out. Holding the arm of a lightly made-up woman who emerged from the passenger seat, he casually glanced at Aeolus before preparing to leave.
But before the man could look away, all four doors of Aeolus opened at once, and four women of vastly different charms stepped out.
One was a valiant, imposing beauty.
One was a girl-next-door sweetheart.
One was a bewitching mature beauty.
One was a cold and stunning queen.
"Holy shit!?"
The supercar driver was not the shy, awkward type like Little Fatty. The confidence money gave him allowed him to stare straight at any beauty, but this only hit him harder. In an instant, he felt that the woman beside him was no longer appealing.
The lightly made-up woman seemed to have encountered her natural enemy. She immediately clung to the man's arm, her entire body going rigid for a moment.
The next moment, Lu Zheng turned off the engine, got out, shut the door, and locked the car. The four women immediately gathered around him and escorted him toward the elevator, completely ignoring the supercar driver and the lightly made-up woman beside them.
The supercar driver: "..."
The supercar driver turned back to look at the utterly ordinary Aeolus, a model already several years old, and was momentarily bewildered.
"Was that guy just now one of the spoiled rich brats around here?" Shen Ying asked with a smile.
Lin Wan nodded, then shook her head. "Most spoiled rich brats act like that, but