"Your idol?" Shen Jue was taken aback.
"Yes! My idol! President Rong of Jixing is handsome and especially talented, he's my idol." Rong Qingqing insisted stubbornly, "I especially admire him."
"Very handsome? In my opinion, just average." Shen Jue was wide awake, "How do you know he's talented? Do you know how many celebrities' talents are just an act? It's all just a persona."
"A celebrity is a celebrity, Rong Kuo isn't a celebrity, anyway, his talent is the real deal!" Rong Qingqing said.
"He built up Jixing from scratch by himself, isn't that impressive enough? Most guys his age are probably busy partying and hitting nightclubs, right? Look at him, he's got his own career."
Shen Jue chuckled, "You've driven that white car in my garage twice, right? Do you know how I got that car?"
"Qiaoqiao mentioned that you bought it with the money you earned in college," Rong Qingqing vaguely remembered.
