On the morning of the next day, Chen Jin combed his sideburns and slicked his hair back in the typical hairstyle of a businessman. Decked out in a high-end tailor-made western suit, he left villa no.8 with a handsome appearance. A Bentley Versailles 65 led the way while he sat in the Knight XV Bulletproof SUV that was behind the Bentley. He had brought along all five of his bodyguards. Under the worshipful gaze of the woman at the villa's entrance, the vehicles sped towards Wuzhen, which was more than a hundred kilometers away.
In the comfortable and luxurious sedan, Chen Jin loosened the tie at his neck and texted Brother Lei, "On the way. I'll be there in two hours at the latest."
"Boss, your noodles." Still wearing his sunglasses, the bodyguard in the front seat passed the steaming Master Kang cup noodles to Chen Jin.
