"I know you want to lie low now, and the remaining over ten billion assets of our Lin Family are indeed enough to keep you carefree for a lifetime,"
At home, Wang Mubiao called his son over, and gently said to him, "But are you content with that? I'm definitely not, and neither are you!"
"But I'm almost 70 already, if this family still relies on me, nobody will take us seriously."
"It's time for you to take action. This time, listen to my advice, lower your stance, and join the Shencheng Luxury Car Club. Inside, there are heirs around thirty years old just like you; they may play around, but what matters most is that they have a circle."
Sicong, who no longer had his past arrogance, said, "I'd like to join, but they find me difficult to deal with and won't recommend me."
The stage in Shencheng now is even bigger than it was in Jiangcheng before.
With even more people.
