Such a beast, with things like these, Aunt Han's emotional swings must be tremendous.
It looks like this New Year's holiday is destined to be anything but peaceful.
Li Zhiyan thought to himself.
After breakfast, Li Zhiyan drove Zhou Rongrong out.
Looking at the luxurious interior of the Mercedes E, Zhou Rongrong, sitting in the passenger seat, also felt like she was in a dream, as such a Benz wasn't common in real life.
And people who drove Mercedes-Benzes usually looked down on others with their noses in the air.
Little did she expect, her son had also reached this stage.
Upon arriving at the company, Li Zhiyan took his mother to visit the employee departments.
Everywhere there were employees greeting Li Zhiyan.
"President Li, hello."
"President Li, hello."
With each greeting of "President Li," Zhou Rongrong's heart swelled with pride; this was her son.
And Wang Chong soon hurried over, even more reverent upon learning this was Li Zhiyan's mother.
