Fang Yingqi reluctantly pushed her mom out of the room and lay on the bed, staring blankly.
After a while, he sent a message to Yang Chen.
"My second aunt set me up with some rich kid from an investment company, but I don't want to go. But my mom says if I don't, it'll be a loss of face for the adults. What should I do?"
At that moment, Yang Chen was busy with a passenger and just glanced at the message without replying.
After dropping off the passenger, Yang Chen picked up his phone to respond.
"If you don't want to go, then don't. Which investment company is he from?"
Fang Yingqi quickly replied.
"They said something like Jiacheng Investment. Anyway, it sounds like that. They also said he's an MIT master's degree holder and has excellent qualifications in every aspect. I'm not interested at all, don't even want to meet him."
"Could it really be such a coincidence?" Yang Chen thought.
Yang Chen replied: "It's right not to go, that guy is just a show-off."
