Why not crash into it and see?

By evening, Shen Bing gave Li Xiao a helpless look and had no choice but to eat out again.

"Li Xiao, don't forget to hire a housekeeper tomorrow," Shen Bing said. Having a home but no one to cook in it was decidedly frustrating.

As he drove, Li Xiao said, "Boss, shouldn't you pick a housekeeper you find pleasing to the eye?"

Shen Bing rolled his eyes. You mean a secretary, don't you? He hadn't expected Li Xiao, who looked as stiff as a wooden post, to be capable of cracking a deadpan joke.

"Find someone hardworking who cooks well. This isn't a beauty pageant," Shen Bing said.

Suddenly, Shen Bing remembered a news story he had seen a few days earlier and hurriedly added, "Make sure you thoroughly check their character. I don't want someone setting the place on fire while I'm asleep."

Li Xiao nodded.

The Bentley Bentayga turned onto Riverside Avenue and joined the crowded traffic.

Rongcheng had developed rapidly over the past few years, becoming the largest city in western China.

A whole crop of wealthy people had emerged in the process, as the luxury cars on the streets made plain.

Ferraris, Lamborghinis, and Porsches were everywhere, to say nothing of more mainstream luxury cars like BMWs and Mercedes-Benzes.

Even so, Shen Bing's ride still stood out on the street, drawing plenty of eyes.

Suddenly, Shen Bing's gaze landed on a Ferrari convertible ahead, and his eyes narrowed.

"Li Xiao, what model is that Ferrari up ahead?"

Ever since he had started driving Shen Bing's Bentley Bentayga, Li Xiao had found it much more comfortable than his old car, which had cost a little over a hundred thousand yuan. It had also sparked his interest in luxury cars, and he now knew something about practically every