Tang Feng went to Ya Garden the next day just as he usually did.
He didn't try to keep a low profile and still drove his Ferrari F8.
He simply couldn't understand those who were clearly rich but pretended to be poor.
Wasn't that like taking a secret walk in your finest clothes at night? Was it just for ghosts to see?
Of course, showing off wealth definitely had its risks.
Someone harboring ill intentions might take notice.
But now, with his Martial Arts Mastery, he actually hoped to be kidnapped, so he could rid the people of a public nuisance.
He parked his car at the parking spot in front of Ya Garden and swaggered into the store.
"Mr. Tang, good morning."
Ge Hui was quite observant and was the first one to come up and greet him.
This guy sure knew how to ingratiate himself.
The other staff members were a bit slower but still followed suit and called out "Mr. Tang".
