The Nouveau Riche

"Uncle, take me to the best mall nearby."

Loong Fei was immediately disappointed when he heard the driver's words. This driver's experience might be useful to others, but it was completely useless to Lin Yichun.

To Lin Yichun, money was not attractive to her at all. Her identity was the daughter of the richest man in Jinghai City. How could she like a man for money?

"Okay. The best shopping mall in the area is Haitian Mall. It is basically an international brand."

The driver nodded and pulled Loong Fei to Haitian Mall.

Looking at the huge walking square outside Haitian Mall, Loong Fei immediately sensed the bustling atmosphere of the city.

"Uncle, thank you very much."

After getting out of the taxi, Loong Fei immediately walked towards the main entrance of the Haitian Merchant Shop. Today, he was going to wash the place with blood. After all, he had a million yuan in his pocket.