"Okay, Master Gu," Ah Xiong responded and brought the Mercedes to a smooth stop.
After the Mercedes stopped, the following Audi stopped as well, and the Audi that had originally zoomed past also came to a halt.
Ah Xiong rolled down the window, glanced at the car, and then turned to Zhang Yakun to ask, "Did you have a tire burst?"
Zhang Yakun, thirty-eight years old and a veteran on the business battlegrounds, radiated a certain steadiness. Seeing that Ge Dongxu was young, Ah Xiong naturally addressed Zhang Yakun.
At that time, a big Benz was still quite an imposing sight, and the sight of the Audi cars escorting it from front and back undoubtedly indicated that someone wealthy or noble was inside, certainly not someone a smalltime jade merchant like Zhang Yakun could compare with. Thus, when the big Benz suddenly stopped, Zhang Yakun became somewhat restrained, forgetting to answer for a moment.
