At this moment, another honk sounded not far away.
Then…
A Rolls-Royce limousine and five ordinary Rolls-Royce cars formed a fleet of top-class luxury cars that drove over from afar.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone at the airport, it steadily stopped in front of Chu Yunyue.
Then, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes hurriedly walked over. He spoke in fluent Chinese and said respectfully, "Mr. Lin, welcome to the Maldives."
He was the chairman of Whitehorse Manor, Grians.
Yesterday, Grians had been feeling nervous and called Lin Fan. He wanted to use the opportunity to report to Lin Fan to get closer to him.
After all, Lin Fan was the biggest shareholder of Whitehorse Manor.
One sentence from him could even make him, the chairman, lose his job immediately.
Lin Fan was afraid of trouble and did not listen to Grians' report.
