Chen Mo's image became even more impressive in Hou Yao's mind.
After all, what's not to admire about a young man who's willing to live in a dilapidated building instead of inheriting his father-in-law's million-dollar assets?
Standing outside the unfinished building, Hou Yao pondered for a long time, feeling that his boss was truly unkind. Poor Xiaochen was already in such a state, and yet he still wanted Xiaochen to pretend to be a competitor to suppress the applicant named Zhou Yu.
Absolutely outrageous.
Hou Yao found a gap, bent over and crawled in. Following the instructions Chen Mo gave him, he navigated the concrete paths and winding turns until he reached a building.
There, he saw that where the ground floor lobby should have been, a yellow RV and food truck combo was parked conspicuously.
"This kid, spending money on this stuff, is he ever going to get married?"
