The Rolls Royce drove along the highway smoothly, with no one daring to block its path.
After all, the license plate of this car alone was enough to instill fear.
Chen Tiannan, the dignified head of the Chen Family, had a special car with a unique license plate number.
With such a number, even running a red light, who would dare to stop it?
In the car.
Ye Xuan sat with an indifferent expression, a Huang Guoshu cigarette between the fingers of his right hand.
Huang Guoshu cigarettes, low-profile luxury.
He gazed at the scenery outside the window, his eyes somewhat dim, took a cold drag on his cigarette, and then said, "Tiannan, just how big is the Taihe Family's company in Jinchen City?"
"Tiannan?"
Chen Tiannan was suddenly startled and didn't respond at once.
In his impression, Ye Xuan had always called him "Family Head Chen," and their relationship was quite distant; he never referred to him as "Tiannan."
