Lin Yi remained calm in the face of a young woman like Wang Ying and changed the topic.
"Sister Ying, you're the sales director now, what's the point of riding a motorcycle? You have to get a car to fit your status." Lin Yi said with a smile
She did not have a car, so Wang Ying would ride a motorcycle to work sometimes.
It was not to save money, but it was to avoid traffic. It was just so convenient.
"Actually, I was planning to buy a car too, but it's too high-profile to buy a car right after I got promoted. I thought I'd wait a little longer."
"Why worry so much? You don't have to do anything for other people's sake, you just have to make sure you live a comfortable life," Lin Yi said. "It's getting late, let's go for a walk some other day."
"Sure, I'll listen to you."
Lin Yi drove to Wang Ying's house very quickly.
Wang Ying's house was not that big, measuring about 60 square meters. It was not comparable to the Jiuzhou Pavilion in terms of size.
