Nan Yao saw that the sports car was following Nan Zhi at a distance. There was a trace of doubt in her eyes. "Does the owner of the sports car know Nan Zhi?"
Bo Sijing exploded in mock laughter and pouted red her lips in disdain. "Yaoyao, are you serious? You're thinking too much. There is absolutely no way someone ofthat caliber would have any connection or interest in her. Nan Zhi has already lost her chastity, how could a Lykan Hypersport owner like her? Even a middle-aged uncle would not like her!"
Nan Yao pursed her lips thoughtfully, turning her eyes away from the Lykan Hypersport sports car and looked sideways at Bo Sijing with a soft smile. "I guess you're right. I am thinking too much. Sijing, as far as I know, the broadcasting station is only recruiting four anchors and I was already accepted directly. You were ranked third during the first interview, so as long as you there's no issues in the second interview, you will definitely get in."
