On the highway driving from Peng City back to his hometown, Wang Hao focused on the road.
He hadn't been driving for long, just over a year, and he'd been a bit nervous when he first got on the highway. However, he gradually relaxed after noticing that the other cars on the road were deliberately keeping their distance from him.
A Rolls-Royce was a Rolls-Royce, after all.
His gaze involuntarily drifted to Lin Chu in the passenger seat. Lin Chu was playing on his phone. When he spared him a glance, Wang Hao guiltily looked away.
Back when he worked at the golf club, he lived in a group dormitory, ate in the club's cafeteria, and went to work with the other sales reps every day. He was a total bottom-rung wage slave, just another beast of burden.
And that was even though he knew the club belonged to his cousin.
But it was as if it had absolutely nothing to do with him.
But ever since...
