Mr. Ye was driving an incredibly valuable BMW 7 Series high-end armored car!!!
It's hard to say whether there's even a second one in the entire city of Shanghai.
It's ridiculous that such an awesome car is looked down upon by this woman.
"What do you know? Mr. Ye's BMW is no ordinary BMW. It's a BMW 7 Series high-end bulletproof car!"
"It's the same car as that of Li Ka-shing, the former richest man in Hong Kong!"
Introduction by the General Manager.
A BMW 7 Series high-end armored car?!
This name sounds extraordinary.
Upon learning the differences in this BMW 7 Series, even Su Ling'er was extremely surprised, never expecting her brother-in-law's BMW to be so impressive.
"The same car as Li Ka-shing's, the richest man in Hong Kong?!"
The long-haired woman covered her mouth, utterly shocked.
Can Li Ka-shing, the richest man in Hong Kong, drive an ordinary car?
The car this guy is driving is the same as the one driven by Li Ka-shing, which is really terrifying.
Beside them, two other women also wore expressions of horror.
"This young man is really amazing."
"Hey bro, I know how to grill, can I help you?"
Upon learning that Ye Chen's identity was extraordinary, the long-haired woman and the short-haired woman's attitudes underwent a complete 180-degree change, and they began to fawn over Ye Chen.
Their dream is to marry into a wealthy family. Now that there is such an important person in front of them, whom they would never normally have the opportunity to meet, they naturally want to make a good impression.
They considered themselves to be quite attractive, and at this moment they were even more eager to throw themselves into Ye Chen's arms.
Seeing the two people who had been arrogant at first but then became obsequious, Ye Chen impatiently said to the general manager:
"Get them out of here, don't ruin our appetite."
"yes."
The general manager nodded.
The general manager and two staff members who came with him immediately chased the three women away.
After the three women left, the place quieted down, and the whole family ate barbecue and chatted.
"It smells so good."
Just as Ye Chen was finishing his meal, a middle-aged man wearing cloth shoes and looking quite ordinary happened to pass by and sighed.
"Young man, would it be convenient for you to add someone?"
The middle-aged man asked very politely:
“I’m not going to eat for free. I’ll provide the wine. I have a decent bottle of wine left.”
When Su Ningshuang's father first saw this ordinary middle-aged man, he felt that the man was not simple, but he just couldn't explain why.
"Can."
Ye Chen didn't think much of it; he had baked a lot of food today, and it would be a waste if he couldn't finish it.
Su Ningshuang, Su Ling'er, and the two aunts had already finished eating and left. At this moment, they were taking a walk together in the Amanyangyun.
Only Ye Chen and Su Ning Shuang's father remained.
"That's great, young man, thank you."
"Wait a moment, I'll go back and get the wine."
After saying that, the ordinary middle-aged man left. A few minutes later, he returned with a bottle of Moutai.
The middle-aged man was quite polite, first pouring a glass for Ye Chen and Su Ningshuang's father, and then pouring one for himself.
"I haven't tasted this flavor in many years."
After taking a bite of barbecue, an ordinary middle-aged man sighed.
The three chatted as they ate, and the middle-aged man and Ye Chen got along better, showing a close friendship despite their age difference.
After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, the ordinary middle-aged man thanked Ye Chen one last time and then left.
Looking at the back of an ordinary middle-aged man, Su Ningshuang's father always felt something was off.
Because he is so ordinary, he is unusual in the Aman Yangyun Old House area.
"Xiao Chen, do you think there's anything different about this bottle of Moutai?"
After that, Su Ningshuang's father turned his attention to the half-empty bottle of liquor.
He wanted to subtly assess the identity of this ordinary middle-aged man by observing the liquor. This bottle of Moutai, and the Moutai he had drunk before, seemed somewhat unusual.
"Uncle, you're right, this bottle of Moutai is indeed extraordinary."
Ye Chen nodded.
"This is a bottle of Han Emperor Moutai."
Ye Chen said its name.
Ye Chen didn't actually know much about wine, but because he owned a winery in Hangzhou, and his winery's collection included two bottles of Han Emperor Moutai, he knew a little about it.
"What?! Han Emperor Maotai?!"
Su Ningshuang's father almost shouted out loud.
Recently, Han Emperor Moutai has become incredibly famous; it's practically the most expensive liquor in the country.
News reports indicate that a bottle of Han Emperor Moutai was auctioned online for as much as 10 billion yuan.
After that, the item failed to sell at auction. Of course, this could be due to someone deliberately trying to sabotage the event or creating hype.
A bottle of Han Emperor Moutai isn't that expensive, but according to normal market prices, a bottle of Han Emperor Moutai would cost at least tens of millions.
Yet this bottle of wine, worth tens of millions, was described by ordinary middle-aged people as just an average bottle.
And that ordinary middle-aged man just casually took it out and drank it.
"He is probably a top tycoon or a top billionaire in Shanghai."
Su Ningshuang's father speculated.
"Xiao Chen, you were absolutely right to agree to his request."
Su Ningshuang's father agreed.
Xiao Chen and he had a good chat during the meal.
Unwittingly, Xiao Chen became acquainted with such a top tycoon, expanding his network of connections—something countless wealthy people would envy.
The identity of that ordinary middle-aged man in cloth shoes is probably similar to, or even more powerful than, that Old Zhou.
Xiao Chen is so lucky; his connections and relationships are something that money can't buy.
Ye Chen and Su Ningshuang's father packed up quickly and then took their belongings to the old house number 3 not far away.
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