Chapter 274: In a Bad Mood Because I Forgot to Bring Toilet Paper to the Bathroom

"Reduced to driving a Bentley?" Upon hearing this sentence, everyone's expression turned as if they had eaten shit.

What does it mean to be reduced to driving a Bentley? In the eyes of someone like Zhang Menglong, was driving a Bentley now something to be looked down upon? They, too, wished to be so "reduced," but who would give them such an opportunity to fall from grace?

"It's only been four years and it's come to this. In another two years, will I be 'reduced' to driving a Maserati?" Zhang Menglong continued with his sarcastic tone.

The staff of Huabang Group all forced bitter smiles. Their chairman's car was a Maserati, a person whom they looked up to, and even he didn't meet Zhang Menglong's standards?

"Mr. Zhang, you've misunderstood," the elderly man said to Zhang Menglong, "Our young master simply prefers to keep a low profile. He doesn't wish to be too ostentatious. These few Bentleys are in fact the worst cars in the young master's garage."