She was mainly afraid that Zhou Yuwen would think she is materialistic.
She hesitated for a long time.
In the end, she only went to try on clothes at Zhou Yuwen's insistent request.
Zhu Hong, watching from a distance, saw Zhou Yuwen who was holding a bunch of clothes and whispering to Tao Tian, formed a brand new judgment about him in her heart.
This boy is not short of money.
So if there were a price war, they might not necessarily be able to outcompete him.
But it's strange.
The records show that Zhou Yuwen has only written that one novel, with a total profit of at most four million.
In addition, he once sold phone cards, about two hundred thousand.
Yet Zhou Yuwen's demeanor seems to hint at more wealth than just that.
Where did his money come from?
How much money does he still have on him?
Zhu Hong's face didn't show much expression.
