"Ah? Explain it more clearly. What exactly happened?"
Jiang Siming did not quite understand. He was too lazy to use his Spiritual Sense to look for himself. Wasn't it better to listen to his beautiful secretary report it to him?
"The truck driver said they were acting on orders from Rolls-Royce headquarters to deliver this car to you. There are also words confessing their love for you written on the carriage. It seems a girl sent it to you." Aragaki Yui smiled sweetly as she explained.
Hearing this, Jiang Siming had no choice but to get up and look down from the window. Sure enough, a huge truck was parked at the entrance, with a transparent glass carriage attached behind it.
Inside the carriage was indeed a pure-white Rolls-Royce. The interior had also been carefully decorated, with romantic balloons floating near the ceiling.
Written on the glass outside were the words: "Mr. Jiang, Merry Christmas! I hope you'll accept me as your Christmas gift."
A name was left underneath: Daphne Robertson.
If he had not seen the name, Jiang Siming might have thought some wealthy sasaeng fan had become obsessed with him.
He knew that name. She was the daughter of Ian Robertson, the current chairman of Rolls-Royce.
She was also the die-hard female fan who had given him two Rolls-Royce Night Elves before.
Jiang Siming had not expected her to send him another car so soon after the last one.
Sure enough, wealthy fans pursued celebrities in a completely different way from ordinary fans—with genuine money-burning attacks.
They sent a Rolls-Royce every time. What ordinary person could afford that?
Only a super-rich heiress would treat something like this as a small gift.
Because of this romantic, money-burning, and unique "Christmas gift," quite a few nearby people stopped to watch.