The next day, Chen Dahai personally drove his Prado, taking his family to his eldest brother's house in Jinyang City.
Chen Jianshan owned a construction company. He had started working in the city at the age of fifteen, starting from scratch and steadily working his way up. Today, he could be considered quite capable, owning a small construction company with assets amounting to several million.
Chen Jianshan was rather humble. Apart from driving a second-hand Mercedes for business talks, he usually drove a Santana on most days.
His uncle had bought an entire floor in a residential complex and knocked through the walls to create a nearly 300-square-meter space. The decor couldn't be described as elegant, but as he would put it, he wasn't exactly a man of elegance.
When Chen Jianshan heard the honk of the Prado, he was startled for a moment but burst into laughter when he saw the window roll down and Chen Dahai laughing heartily.
