章 30: 30, my scheming old man!

"So, what did Yang do before?"

Qin Feng was still very cautious, wanting to probe into Yang Hao's background a little, in case his previous job was amazing and he was just taking a break for a while.

"I delivered food."

Yang Hao replied truthfully.

"Oh, that must have been tough."

With a sigh, Qin Feng felt a sense of superiority well up within him, his chest puffing out by an extra two centimeters.

He couldn't compare himself to successful people, but against a food delivery guy, he undoubtedly had overwhelming strength.

Listening to their conversation, Zhao Yingying couldn't help but silently scoff in her heart:

Here he goes again, he's at it again!

This rich guy's sick pleasure in pretending to be poor!!

Ask him if he has a house? He tells me he doesn't!

Ask him if he owns a car? He tells me BYD!!

And the result...

You casually spend over eighty thousand in a day, driving a BYD worth more than a million!

And still delivering food?

I believe you, my ass!