Dinner party?
Wu Xiaoshan was bewildered, not understanding what Yang Zishan was up to.
Sensing the confusion in Wu Xiaoshan's mind, Yang Zishan explained with a smile, "Don't be nervous, I just want to introduce you to some of the local bosses around the county, think of it as expanding your networks."
Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaoshan finally got a basic idea. He glanced at Yang Zishan's car and exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Shan, when did you change cars?"
Yang Zishan had always been driving a red sedan, but today, Wu Xiaoshan noticed that she had brought a white BMW 530.
"I bought it a while ago, just haven't driven it much. If you like, you could practice with it and play chauffeur for me," Yang Zishan responded with a chuckle.
Wu Xiaoshan suddenly felt tempted. He, of course, knew that the BMW 530 was a luxury sedan, the price of which could buy dozens of his small trucks.
He took the keys and settled into the driver's seat, with Yang Zishan sitting in the passenger seat.