Chu Chen nodded and drove in openly.
Behind him, the cold smile on Wei Angjie's face froze completely; he was dumbfounded.
What just happened?
He got in without a pass card?!!
Wei Angjie's mind went blank; he was utterly confused.
Especially remembering what he just said—Thomson's luxury residence was one of Shanghai's most top-notch, with incredibly strict security systems.
Without a pass card, nobody, not even a super big shot, could possibly get in.
Wei Angjie was in disbelief.
He got in, this driver without a pass card just brought him in?
Earlier, he had pleaded with the security guard, who refused him outright.
But when it came to this driver, he just showed his face, and the security guard's attitude changed immediately, skipping over the pass card process, and they got in.
Why was that?
You would have to be a fool to think it was because the driver looked handsome that they got in.
