Sure enough, the next moment, the tycoon lifted the bag and started dumping its contents into the supercar's trunk.
The surrounding students' hearts ached watching this. If they had a car like that—no, not even one like that, just a baby Lambo would do—they would absolutely cherish it more than their own wives.
'Dumping trash in it? You've got to be kidding me. I'd be worried about getting the tires dirty just by driving over a piece of trash.'
Ignoring the surrounding students' various wails and pained expressions, Fang Chenyi put on a show of shaking out the woven bag before pressing the button to close the trunk, which then slowly shut.
