Wen Wanzhi looked up to see Cheng Tong, was startled for a moment, then smiled and waved her hand.
"Did you forget? I'm a shareholder here."
After speaking, Wen Wanzhi turned her gaze to the familiar black Cullinan: "Assistant Cheng, what are you doing here?"
Could it be that Bao Yancheng had come to the racing team?
He had already so firmly refused at the Bao Family dinner...
Cheng Tong took a deep breath before managing his expression, forcing a smile.
"It's Xiang Yiran, invited as an investor to take a tour."
Wen Wanzhi's face changed, and she quickly walked toward the garage.
What investment tour? What would Xiang Yiran know about that?
If she was here, there was only one possibility, that she was planning to stir up trouble.
Upon reaching the front desk, Wen Wanzhi grew anxious: "Where is Xiang Yiran?"
The receptionist's awkward gaze flickered: "In the dressing room, seems like something happened..."
Wen Wanzhi's heart sank.