On the other side, Zhang Yanghan was seen coming out of the airport.
An elderly man who had been waiting next to the Rolls-Royce Phantom immediately came over with several of his men.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the old man approached Zhang Yanghan and said respectfully:
"Welcome home, young master."
Several subordinates, quite considerately, helped Zhang Yanghan and Du Linlin carry their luggage.
"Oh my god, so she was waiting for him."
"I thought some important person had come to Hangzhou, but it turns out to be just a rich young master."
"A Rolls-Royce Phantom followed by a dozen Maybachs worth millions of dollars. Who is this rich kid?"
Passersby around them kept talking about it.
On the other side, seeing the housekeeper bring people over, Zhang Yanghan nodded:
"Um."
Beside her, Du Linlin's smile became even brighter.
Her boyfriend's family was even wealthier than she had imagined.
Her taste is excellent, far superior to Su Ningshuang's!
"Ning Shuang, has the car to pick you up arrived?"
Du Linlin turned her head.
"not yet."
Ye Chen looked around and realized that the members of the Beacon Fire Black Rider Supercar Club had not yet arrived.
"Ning Shuang, why don't you come with us? The Yang Han family has so many cars in their convoy anyway?"
Du Linlin had finally run into Su Ningshuang and had a chance to show off, so of course she didn't want to part ways so soon.
"Yes, you can ride in my car. There are so many cars, you can get in any one of them."
Zhang Yanghan chimed in from the side.
"No."
Su Ningshuang still refused.
Du Linlin was still unwilling to give up, but when she was about to continue to "kindly" persuade Su Ningshuang...
Rumble!
Rumble!
Countless roars, unique to supercars, echoed through the air.
Everyone around them involuntarily looked in the direction from which the sound came.
Three seconds later, a very flashy supercar appeared in everyone's sight, followed by a second, a third...
It turned out to be a luxury car fleet consisting of countless top-of-the-line sports cars.
Leading the pack appeared to be a Pagani Zonda worth over 30 million yuan, followed closely by a Koenigsegg...
Looking around, you see nothing but expensive supercars.
Even the most ordinary ones are worth seven or eight million.
Because of the great distance, the entire convoy was out of sight, and it was impossible to count how many vehicles there were.
The supercar convoy marched in a grand procession toward Hangzhou Airport, its momentum overwhelming and its presence overwhelming.
"Holy crap!!!"
"There are so many sports cars here. This is the first time I've ever seen such a spectacular scene."
"That's fucking insane."
The crowd erupted in excitement, taking out their phones to take photos and record videos.
This supercar fleet is absolutely amazing.
Not to mention these people, even Zhang Yanghan, the heir to a large company, was deeply frightened when he saw the supercar convoy in the distance.
He especially coveted the leading vehicles.
Such a top-tier racing team actually appeared near Hangzhou Airport?
What are they here for?
Zhang Yanghan couldn't quite understand it.
A short while later, this much-anticipated convoy of overtaking vehicles slowly came to a stop near Hangzhou Airport.
They happened to stop not far from Zhang Yanghan's convoy.
The Maybach convoy that was already incredibly luxurious for Zhang Yanghan's family immediately looked insignificant compared to the supercar convoy parked next to it.
Among Zhang Yanghan's motorcade, the most valuable vehicle is the Rolls-Royce Phantom at the head of the car, worth over nine million.
However, a luxury car worth over nine million yuan can only be considered mid-range, or even lower-middle-range, among this top-tier supercar lineup.
If we don't compare prices but rather quantities, Zhang Yanghan's car fleet is far inferior to this supercar fleet.
Zhang Yanghan's family's fleet only has about a dozen vehicles in total.
But this supercar fleet, looking around, has at least thirty supercars.
Compared to the glamorous Zhang Yanghan motorcade, it immediately appears extremely shabby.
Soon, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the members of the supercar convoy got out of their cars.
A tall, thin young man stepped out from the group of Pagani Sons of the Wind at the head of the group.
The tall, thin young man looked around and finally spotted Ye Chen in the crowd.
"Hello, President."
Upon reaching Ye Chen's side, the tall, thin young man immediately greeted him respectfully.
"Hello, President."
"Hello, President."
"Hello, President."
The rest of the supercar team members also spoke up.
The onlookers were once again deeply shocked by this scene.
All eyes were on Ye Chen, filled with envy.
They still thought that young master was the most powerful person there.
Unexpectedly, there were even more powerful and terrifying people among them.
As for Zhang Yanghan and Du Linlin, they were completely dumbfounded. What was going on?
"President, I'm sorry we're late."
The tall, thin young man apologized to Ye Chen.
The tall, thin young man was none other than Zhao Zhenyuan, whom Ye Chen had personally led the people from the Beacon Fire Black Rider Supercar Club to invite Ye Chen to be the president when Ye Chen was in Jiangzhou.
They actually planned to arrive early, but a small incident happened along the way.
The president has finally arrived in Hangzhou, and they have prepared a mysterious gift for Ye Chen.
According to the original plan, this gift might not arrive until tomorrow or the day after, but it arrived ahead of schedule.
So on their way to Hangzhou Airport, they made a last-minute detour to pick up the gift they had prepared for the chairman before arriving.
"fine."
Ye Chen spoke, a minute or two late, but it didn't matter.
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