Su Chen had already made up his mind. He would call Deng Chao and Chen He later to see what they thought. 'If they're free, they'll probably agree.'
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After transferring the nine hundred million yuan to the company's account, Su Chen left the office with Chen Fei.
Jinmao Mansion, underground garage!
"Sir, are we heading home now?" Chen Fei asked, looking at Su Chen in the rearview mirror.
Su Chen shook his head slightly. After a moment of thought, he asked, "Ah Fei, what kind of gift do you think would qualify as a 'mysterious grand prize'?"
"Huh?" Chen Fei looked completely lost, but he quickly caught on. He knew Su Chen's purpose in coming to the company today was for the annual meeting.
After a long silence, Chen Fei finally spoke. "Sir, how about a car?"
"A car?" Su Chen looked at him, puzzled.
