I confess, I am the Mr. Richest
Chapter 376 Isn’t it Just an Invitation? Simple

Chapter 376: Chapter 376 Isn’t it Just an Invitation? Simple

Zheng Xiaoxiao, with a sullen face, began cleaning the bus.

"This is him testing me, testing me."

As she cleaned, Zheng Xiaoxiao tried to reassure herself.

Chu Chen wore a broad smile, full of ease.

This might be the only time Miss Green Tea, Zheng Xiaoxiao, did a good deed.

Over twenty minutes later, Chu Chen drove to the vehicle repair center.

At that moment, a repaired bus was already parked at the center.

This time, Chu Chen’s assignment also required him to drive the bus back.

"Whew, finally saying goodbye to that disgusting bus."

As she stepped off the bus, Zheng Xiaoxiao said with a face of disgust.

"Get back on."

At this point, Chu Chen pointed at the repaired bus and spoke considerately.

"What?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao was completely thrown off. She still had to ride the bus?

"What, you don’t want me to give you a ride?"

Seeing Zheng Xiaoxiao in a daze, Chu Chen smiled and asked.

Although she was extremely unwilling, Zheng Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and got onto the second bus.

If she gave up now, everything she had done before would be for nothing.

Chu Chen drove off.

"Oh, by the way, don’t forget to clean this one as well."

Halfway there, Chu Chen reminded Zheng Xiaoxiao.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xiaoxiao was instantly overwhelmed. What on earth.

She didn’t want to do such lowly work.

At that moment, Zheng Xiaoxiao began to doubt.

Was Chu Chen really a rich and handsome guy, testing her was okay, but there was no need to drive a bus twice.

"Are you really a chauffeur?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao inquired, originally thinking that Chu Chen was a chauffeur just for fun, a sort of hobby.

"Of course I’m a chauffeur. I’ve already taken quite a few orders today."

Chu Chen answered.

Zheng Xiaoxiao fell silent.

Chu Chen really was just a chauffeur driver!

"That Patek Philippe must be a high-quality fake, a knockoff, I was duped."

Zheng Xiaoxiao thought to herself.

She was actually played by a penniless guy.

Thinking that she understood everything now, Zheng Xiaoxiao certainly wouldn’t continue cleaning the bus.

Time flew by quickly, and Chu Chen drove the bus back to the same place and handed it over to the returning bus driver.

"Do you still need a ride?"

Chu Chen asked.

"Hmph, a broke guy, really a toad wanting to eat swan meat."

Facing a broke guy, no longer a rich and handsome man, Zheng Xiaoxiao no longer felt the need to pretend and tore into him.

Chu Chen didn’t say a word, he just walked over to a nearby Pagani and got in.

Right there, Zheng Xiaoxiao, who hadn’t managed to leave yet, was dumbstruck.

Pagani?

How was Chu Chen driving a Pagani now?

As Zheng Xiaoxiao was in a daze, Chu Chen had already driven the Pagani away rapidly.

Chu Chen believed that after this incident, Zheng Xiaoxiao wouldn’t bother him again.

"Ah."

Watching Chu Chen’s car fade into the distance, Zheng Xiaoxiao let out a wail.

So Chu Chen really was testing her!

She was so close, just a little bit!

She had missed an opportunity to become wealthy just like that.

"Everything’s over."

Zheng Xiaoxiao sighed lightly, feeling completely drained.

She had just mocked Chu Chen; even if Chu Chen had the best temper, there was no chance for her now.

"No."

Zheng Xiaoxiao howled in a rage, with nowhere to vent her anger.

...

That afternoon, after the task was over, Su Chuqing and Gao Qiqin happened to be nearby, so Chu Chen had a meal with them.

While eating and chatting, suddenly, Su Chuqing’s phone rang.

After taking a look at it, Su Chuqing was stunned.

"Oh no, Qiqin, they ran out of invitations."

Su Chuqing said with some disappointment to her best friend.

"It’s okay, I have another option. I’ve spoken to a friend, and she said she can get the invitations."

Gao Qiqin assured her.

However, just as Gao Qiqin’s words fell, her phone rang as well.

"What, you couldn’t get them either, none left?"

After taking the call and hearing her friend’s helplessness, Gao Qiqin was also stunned.

Even her friend couldn’t procure two invitations.

"Alright."

Gao Qiqin said disappointedly, ending the call.

"What kind of tickets?" Chu Chen asked while still eating.

"Invitations to tomorrow’s Prada Fashion Week."

Su Chuqing explained.

A few days ago, Su Chuqing and Gao Qiqin had heard that Prada was holding a new fashion week, and the location was in Shanghai.

As devoted Prada fans, both wanted to see the fashion week in person.

To be on the safe side, both began efforts to secure invitations.

Unexpectedly, even with such efforts today, they still hadn’t managed to get a single invitation.

"Invitations for Prada Fashion Week?"

Chu Chen raised an eyebrow.

He did recall Mo Yuwan mentioning the fashion week.

Mo Yuwan had just taken over Prada and, after sorting out various internal issues, was now starting to develop it.

Hosting a new fashion week was one of the measures she was taking.

"Isn’t it just an invitation, that’s easy."

"Do you have paper and pen?"

Chu Chen asked Su Chuqing.

"Yes."

Said Su Chuqing, taking a small notebook and a pen from her bag.

Receiving the paper and pen, Chu Chen signed a name on them.

"Here."

Chu Chen handed the signature to Su Chuqing.

"Tomorrow, take this to Prada’s representative, and you can go in."

"It can replace the invitation."

Chu Chen explained as he didn’t feel like making calls to get an invitation.

Besides, hadn’t they already mentioned that there were no invitations left?

"Really?"

Su Chuqing accepted Chu Chen’s signature, extremely excited.

After all that had happened, Su Chuqing completely trusted Chu Chen.

Since Chu Chen said so, taking the signature would definitely get them inside.

Originally, Su Chuqing didn’t want to bother Chu Chen, but in the end, they had to rely on him.

"A signature?"

Gao Qiqin leaned in and took a look at what Chu Chen had written.

It turned out to be a signature?

A signature could actually substitute for an invitation?

How could that be possible?

Gao Qiqin was very skeptical.

She didn’t know Chu Chen’s identity, only that he was very wealthy, a rich and handsome man.

But no matter how rich, how could a signature serve as a legitimate invitation to a world-renowned fashion house like Prada?

Gao Qiqin scoffed inwardly, feeling dubious.

...

The next day, Gao Qiqin and Su Chuqing took Chu Chen’s signature and headed to Prada Fashion Week.

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