His grandeur remains, and there are still not many people in China who can surpass him.

As he spoke, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Moises slowly walked towards his convoy. But just as Moises was about to get into the lead Rolls-Royce Ghost, someone nearby suddenly exclaimed.

"Look over there! An even bigger convoy!!!"

"Holy crap, how many cars are there? That's awesome!"

"The person sitting in the first car seems to be Chinese, and very young. It seems that the saying, 'With a piece of cloth on my head, I am the richest in the world,' is not so accurate, at least not now."

"I thought this Middle Eastern tycoon's convoy was already impressive enough, but I didn't expect there to be something even more amazing."

Everyone's attention immediately shifted from Moises's convoy to a spot not far away.

Moises's expression froze again.

In the distance, a massive convoy of dozens of top-of-the-line luxury cars was heading towards Yuecheng. Every single car in the convoy, even the cheapest one, cost no less than ten million.

In comparison, Moises's team looks particularly shabby. Only the Rolls-Royce Ghost at the head of his team is worth tens of millions, while the others are of lower quality.

Upon arriving in China, before even leaving the airport area, Moises was hit twice, leaving him extremely frustrated.

On the other side, sitting in the lead car of the convoy, Ye Chen and Su Ling'er were talking.

Actually, this convoy wasn't prepared by Ye Chen. He was very low-key. This convoy was specially prepared for Ye Chen by the head of the Xiang family, a wealthy family in Yuecheng, who knew that Ye Chen was coming to Yuecheng.

If time hadn't been so tight, the Xiang family head might have been able to collect nearly a hundred luxury cars.

About half an hour later, they arrived at their destination.