"We'll just wait here then," he said. "He mentioned he was nearby and would arrive soon."
"Okay, let's just wait a bit."
So the two of them came down from upstairs and sat in the living room on the first floor.
To avoid awkwardness, Xiao Ya took the initiative to ask, "What does Mr. Chen do?"
Chen Feng smiled and said, "I trade stocks."
"Ah, then Mr. Chen must be really good at trading stocks." Xiao Ya looked at Chen Feng with a mix of surprise and admiration.
It was rare for a stock trader to make tens of millions, at least for retail investors.
"Just so-so," Chen Feng admitted honestly.
"Mr. Chen is too modest! Being able to earn enough to buy this villa from trading stocks is impressive, not to mention, you definitely have more than that."
Chen Feng laughed but did not deny it.
Seeing this, Xiao Ya's look towards Chen Feng changed. He really was a big shot.
"How long have you worked?"
Since they were idle, Chen Feng asked her in return.
