The driver looked through the rearview mirror at the dangerous atmosphere of Xu Yiyang. He stepped on the accelerator and drove several hundred meters fast. None of them paid any attention to Lamborghini's slow stop near the bus stop.

"Go straight to the banquet and ask the housekeeper to deliver my clothes." Xu Yiyang sat in the back and took out his notebook. He tapped the keyboard on it with his expressionless fingers.

"Second Young Master, you don't have to work so hard. You're only a high school student. It's good to have the senior management of the company take part in this." The driver was in a dilemma and...