"Being able to ride around Moscow in a car like this means this trip wasn't for nothing. I'm going to take a couple of pictures with it after we get out, just to remember it by. This is probably the best car I'll ever get to ride in during my lifetime."
Liu Xiaoxiao said this half-jokingly, half-seriously.
It really wasn't an exaggeration. After all, this was a luxury car worth two or three million!
Not to mention 2006—even more than a decade later, when BMWs, Benzes, and Audis were everywhere, how many ordinary people got the chance to ride in a luxury car worth two or three million?
But what Liu Xiaoxiao didn't know was that the thing truly worth bragging about wasn't the luxury car at all. It was Wang Ye acting as her "driver"!
If the big shots in Moscow's political circles saw this scene, their jaws would probably hit the floor!
They would surely wonder what sort of background Liu Xiaoxiao and Zhang Guang had, what kind of powerful backing they possessed, to make the vice chairman of the Duma, the director of the Economic and Foreign Affairs Committee, and a man ranked third—or perhaps even second—in Moscow's political scene personally drive them around...
No one in all of Russia had ever received this kind of treatment, had they?!
Wang Ye laughed heartily and said casually, "Do either of you know how to drive? If you want, you can use this car to look around Moscow over the next few days. No need to follow the tour group. You can plan your own route and have more freedom."
Zhang Guang was a little tempted. He could drive, and it was rare to get the chance to drive such a fine car. His hands were already itching.
But