"This car must be expensive, right?" Li Huowang touched the red leather of the car's side and asked Qing Wanglai, who was seated in the driver's seat.
The car sped along, the engine humming, sometimes low, sometimes high-pitched. Although he didn't know much about cars, just by listening to the sound and looking at the shape of the car's front, he knew it was the kind of car his family couldn't afford.
Just then, Yang Na, sitting beside him, looked at her phone with surprise after having just searched for the price. She leaned over and whispered the price into Li Huowang's ear.
After hearing the price reported by his girlfriend, Li Huowang slowly withdrew his hand from the leather.
Seeing this guy's shabby look while eating in the school cafeteria, Li had never guessed he could be so wealthy.
"What does it matter if it's expensive or cheap? In the end, it's all just a projection. What I really want to know is what this car is a projection of."
