Going Home

When Zhou Chao landed at the airport, it was already 2 o'clock in the afternoon. During the flight, he had a boxed meal.

Besides the airport, Zhou Chao also called for a luxurious private car, um, a Mercedes-Benz E300.

Seeing that it was an elite gentleman, the two of them had a pleasant conversation along the way. Zhou Chao learned that the man worked in the field of design, and his company was quite famous, although Zhou Chao wasn't familiar with it.

They chatted like this, and time quickly passed. The car arrived at a courtyard by the canal.

"Please stop here. Thank you!" Zhou Chao paid and entered the password while carrying his luggage, then walked inside.

"My goodness, I didn't expect you to be such a big shot. Why didn't you give me your business card earlier? At least leave an impression!" The elite man sighed and drove away.