Duan Qianyang instructed the driver to head towards Brighton Road. When the car arrived, he saw Ruan Jianguo charging towards his car in the cold wind. With that demeanor, if he had a knife in his hand, they wouldn't doubt he would come and chop it down.
Fortunately, both the driver and the assistant sitting in the front were familiar with the Ruan Family. Although startled to see this, they wouldn't start having wild thoughts, otherwise they'd suspect if this was an assassination attempt or something.
Ruan Jianguo walked over fiercely. Duan Qianyang opened the car door as he had a vague suspicion in his heart. He smiled gracefully, yet inexplicably felt guilty: "Ruan Brother..."
"Oh please, I'm not worthy of being called brother!" Ruan Jianguo pointed his toes at the ground and snorted coldly.
Duan Qianyang deepened his smile, "Ruan Brother, what are you saying? We're going to be family..."
