301: It's too late for regrets! _4

As it turned out, Mr. White was not just musing about it.

After dinner, he was ready to head downstairs to deliver the takeout.

The young lady at the front desk greeted him respectfully when she saw him coming down, saying, "Morning, Boss White."

Mr. White nodded his head.

If it were legal, he was even considering having all his company employees do delivery work during their lunch break.

Not long after he left, the receptionist's friend came out from the inside, looked at Mr. White's back, and asked curiously, "The gentleman who just passed by was your boss?"

"Yes," the receptionist nodded, "What do you think? Young, isn't he?"

Her friend had a complicated expression on his face, "He is indeed young, and very handsome, too. But... if I'm not mistaken, he was driving a Chevrolet, wasn't he?"

Sure enough, it was the same type of car she drove.

Priced at less than $100,000.

Ordinary workers use it for commuting.

Such a car seemed unfathomable for a CEO of a listed company.