Chu Ge and his wife arrived at the Comics Studio, climbed into Zhu Mengmeng's Frog Car again, and puttered all the way to her home.
This was also their first visit to Zhu Mengmeng's home. They had always assumed she lived in some spacious apartment downtown, never expecting it to be quite so far away.
Being far away had its advantages: beautiful surroundings, peace and quiet, distance from the bustle, and bourgeois comforts to the max.
Also, the house was really fucking huge.
There was a large garden in front and a swimming pool out back. Gardeners were pruning in the garden, and staff were maintaining the pool. The couple honestly couldn't tell whether this was someone's home or a five-star hotel.
What was more, there was more than one supercar parked in Zhu Mengmeng's huge courtyard. The low-end Frog Car they were all used to riding in-the one she claimed her dad had refused to buy the turbo version of-was actually just her everyday grocery car.
Chu Ge and Qiu Wuji slurped their milk tea as they toured Zhu Mengmeng's mansion, nearly chewing their straws to pieces.
They had thought they were rich, but before they could even get carried away, a genuinely rich person had shown them just how far they still had to go.
Right, Old Zhu's original investment had been measured in billions. That was why Xie Wenyuan had shown them so much respect from the outset. It was fair to say that money had paved the way for everything they had today.
"So this is what a mine owner looks like?" Qiu Wuji sniffled.
"My dad isn't a mine owner anymore. He's in film and television now," Zhu Mengmeng said casually. "Besides, it isn't Dad's money paying for the upkeep now. It's money I earned