"End each day with a line: pump yourself up first, 'Tomorrow, I'll earn another seven billion.'"
Chu Chen hummed the song he had improvised.
Not only was he handsome and wealthy, but he was also so talented.
He really was just too perfect.
Thinking this, Chu Chen walked toward his Aston Martin.
"Eh?"
As Chu Chen approached his car, he abruptly noticed a group of people gathered around it.
Unlike the onlookers from before, these people seemed to be taking photos.
Could it be a social media influencer doing a photoshoot?
Chu Chen walked over out of curiosity.
"Congratulations to President Pan on the new Aston Martin!"
As he got closer, Chu Chen saw two people holding up a large banner.
At that moment, a woman in her late twenties, wearing sunglasses and standing next to the Aston Martin, looked off into the distance with the air of a successful individual.
So, it was a micro-business thing.