"Zijin, this Feng Chenchen... she wouldn’t happen to be a copycat, would she?"
Qin Sitong leaned close to Yun Zijin’s ear and whispered.
It was hard not to think so. Feng Chenchen had seven bodyguards, a Rolls-Royce, and was even wearing the same outfit Yun Zijin had on yesterday.
The only difference was that Yun Zijin had previously driven a Rolls-Royce Phantom, while Feng Chenchen only had a Wraith.
Yun Zijin actually owned a Rolls-Royce Wraith herself, but it had been sitting in the garage gathering dust for a long time.
Yun Zijin felt the same way as Qin Sitong, but she knew the other girl would never admit it if asked directly.
After all, there was no rule saying that just because Yun Zijin hired bodyguards, no one else could, or that no one could drive the same car model she did, or wear the same style of clothes.
Yun Zijin usually wore the latest seasonal collections from major brands, so it was perfectly normal for someone at school to have the same outfit.
But for the bodyguards and the car to be copied by the same person at the same time? That was a bit much.
Class had just let out, and the academic building was bustling with people. Seeing Yun Zijin and Feng Chenchen, many students cast curious, gossip-hungry glances their way.
’That’s Yun Zijin for you. How long has it been, and she’s already providing new gossip?’
Unfortunately, this was an academic building, so they couldn’t linger for too long.
Yun Zijin glanced at Feng Chenchen. "Junior Sister Feng, that outfit you’re wearing today looks a little familiar."
Feng Chenchen hadn’t expected Yun Zijin to focus on her clothes, let alone ask about them.
’How could I possibly admit that I went out and bought this specifically after observing what Yun Zijin was wearing yesterday?’
It was just a shame that she had searched the dealership for a long time but couldn’t find the exact models of the two cars Yun Zijin had been driving recently.
If Yun Zijin knew that Feng Chenchen had even wanted to buy the exact same cars, she probably would have laughed out loud.
The cars she had been driving recently were all rewards from the Randomly Spend system, fully registered and perfectly street-legal.
But if anyone else wanted to buy the same models, Yun Zijin could only say, ’Save your breath.’
’You could search until your next life and you’d never find one.’
Of course, even without an identical model, if Feng Chenchen had the means, she could always commission a custom one from the manufacturer.
But a copy like that would only be similar in appearance; the inside would be worlds apart.
Unfortunately, Feng Chenchen’s financial resources were clearly not at the level where she could commission a custom car from a major brand.
In the end, after looking at the cars Yun Zijin had been driving, she probably chose a model from the same brand that wasn’t the cheapest, but certainly not the most expensive.
To be able to afford a Rolls-Royce Wraith, Feng Chenchen did have some financial backing.
"Is that so? Maybe I wore it before, and Senior Sister saw it but forgot."
’She’s a total copycat, yet she has the nerve to flaunt it in front of the original.’ The audacity almost made Yun Zijin want to throw up last night’s dinner.
"Haha... It’s nice. But why is Junior Sister driving a Wraith? That model isn’t really suitable for us girls. I drove a Ferrari SIAN before, and it handled quite well. Does Junior Sister want to give it a try?"
’If you’re going to be a copycat, you have to copy everything to get the essence of it. What’s the point of buying just one Rolls-Royce Wraith for show? If you’re going to buy one, buy an expensive one.’
"Oh! And there’s the Sielle. I just drove it the other day. Is Junior Sister interested? I can send you the sales advisor’s WeChat."
Those two cars alone would cost a hundred million. It all depended on whether Feng Chenchen was willing to part with the money.
However, there was one thing Yun Zijin hadn’t considered... Feng Chenchen might not even have a hundred million. Hearing Yun Zijin’s enthusiastic offer to introduce her to a sales advisor, Feng Chenchen’s expression stiffened.
’It’s not that I don’t want to buy them, it’s that I can’t afford them! What kind of family would be willing to spend a hundred million on cars for their kid all at once?’


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