Opposite the Xu Corporation.
"Did you change your car or did you just get new license plates?"
The stall owner looked at Ye Feng, who was getting out of the car, and asked. He realized that the license plate was different from the one yesterday.
"You're quite meticulous. I've changed my car. I gave the one from yesterday to someone else."
Ye Feng did not expect the owner to be so meticulous.
"Impressive."
The owner was speechless. This was probably the world of the rich.
"It's just a car, is there a need to make such a fuss?"
Ye Feng said indifferently.
"Sure. You're rich. You're awesome. So can you stop using my cigarettes next time?"
The owner looked at Ye Feng speechlessly. Such a big nouveau riche came here every day to share his cigarettes.
"Well, the family rules are strict. I can only secretly smoke one stick a day."
Ye Feng, however, showed no signs of remorse.
