The nouveau riche in a fur coat looked at the two cars. Initially, he was quite dismissive, but when he saw who was getting out of the car at that moment, his expression was no longer one of disdain.
"President Ye, what a coincidence that we meet here. But why have you returned to this place?" The nouveau riche hurriedly walked over and said to Su Changfeng with a smile.
In today's Jiang City business world, Su Changfeng knows very few people, but an ocean of people know him, so he naturally has no impression of this person.
"Meeting at the cemetery doesn't really count as a good fate," Su Changfeng said somewhat helplessly.
This nouveau riche didn't joke casually because he and Su Changfeng were not familiar. Hence, his expression was a bit serious as he said, "This place is indeed not a good place; one shouldn't visit to grieve here."
