Deserted suburbs.

A luxury car was slowly approaching. In front of the road, two idle young men held cigarettes in their mouths and stopped in the middle of the road.

“Stop the car!”

"Your name is Yang Ziyan?"

A young man yelled at Yang Ziyan.

"It's me."

"Holy crap, Dahuang, this is such a luxury car. I remember it cost more than two million."

"Guigui, I have never ridden in a luxury car of this level in my life. No wonder this guy can afford 10 million."

A young man circled the car, looking like a country bumpkin going into town.

"Why don't you come down here? Hurry up and come down with me and let me drive."

The young man looked like he was showing off his power.

Yang Ziyan didn't argue with him, but did as he was told and sat in the back row.
Chapter completed!