The Boat of Friendship

The car stopped outside the courtyard.

Nan Yan and the other two got out of the car.

Shen Junqing rubbed his chin and commented, "The people living here seem to have a lot of status."

This was the ancient city area.

Despite the old and somewhat humble appearance of the courtyards here, each one was worth over a hundred million yuan.

Some of them couldn't even be bought regardless of how much money you had.

Living here wasn't just a matter of having money; it was about something more.

Sun Chan's residence had an excellent geographical location, and its value was even higher.

Nan Yan reminded him earnestly, "Three Brother, when you meet my Second Master later, please be more serious. He's a bit old-fashioned in his thinking, so don't leave a bad impression on him."

"Your Second Master?" Shen Junqing was a bit surprised. "Yanyan, how many masters do you have?"

An unusual point of interest.