At the entrance of the Yang family's old residence, a Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped by the roadside, attracting the attention of many passersby. The license plate number was even more shocking.
In the car were two older and well-dressed elders.
One of them was the current leader of the Yang Family——Yang Tiande.
"Hehe, the world has changed so much. Who would have thought that the small Yang Corporation would develop to its current state? It's really amazing!" The old man in the front passenger seat said softly. Although he said that, his expression was filled with pride.
"Haha, congratulations, Old Yang!" Sun Wufeng, who was sitting beside Yang Tiande, said to him with a smile.
The two of them were good friends and had strove together for many years in their lives. They shared a really close relationship.
"Thank you!" Yang Tiande laughed. He too knew that without Sun Wufeng's support, he would not have been able to get to where he was today.