Following the address sent to him, Jiang Chen drove to a grand building.
Luo Peng had just arrived shortly before and got out of his car.
He was driving a GLS, which belonged to Tianci Capital.
How could a company not equip itself with a few cars to keep up appearances?
"Is this the place?"
Luo Peng nodded.
To erect such a four-story building in a bustling area, one could easily imagine the lavishness of the investment.
Jiang Chen turned his head to look at the "Qin Yuan" on the gate, which seemed to be handwritten.
Standard small seal script.
Those with no cultural literacy probably couldn't even recognize it.
There were no garishly dressed hostesses in groups at the entrance, just two simple doormen.
At least at first glance, this famous sales pit of the East Sea really did not have any trace of vulgar glam.
"Let's go in."
Luo Peng called out.
Jiang Chen nodded.
After parking the car in a parking lot full of luxury vehicles, the two entered Qin Yuan.
"Mr. Luo."
