Zhou Wang was taken aback. He turned his head and saw a few of Young Master Zhang's friends from the Magic City and Hang City had somehow wandered over. The one who spoke wore a Burberry polo shirt.
Trendy slicked-back hair, slightly chubby, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed LOTOS glasses with a noticeable logo, and sporting a rose gold Richard Mille 030RG on his wrist.
Since the shoes didn't have a prominent logo, after a month of browsing fashion magazines, Zhou Wang could only recognize this much at a glance.
The watch was around 1.2 million, plus the tens of thousands for the glasses, the young man's outfit was nearly two million.
The main thing was his over-the-top color coordination, the kind that screams wealth at a glance.
"Hey, Brother Dog, let me introduce you."
