"Your name is Wen Zheng, right?"
"Yes. You probably don't know who my father is, but you should have heard of my grandfather. He's Wen Changlin."
Jiang Siming nodded. "So you're the Wen Family's young master. Looks like this really was a misunderstanding today."
Wen Zheng brightened and said with a smile, "Exactly, President Jiang. It was purely a misunderstanding. If I'd known it was your car, I wouldn't have dared stop it. If I go home now, my grandfather will skin me alive."
Jiang Siming smiled and patted Wen Zheng's shoulder. "It's fine, it's fine."
As he spoke, Jiang Siming glanced at the Lincoln and said, "Back on the overpass, I noticed those four girls."
Wen Zheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately replied, "President Jiang has a sharp eye. These four girls are members of a new Korean girl group. Every one of them is gorgeous. I was planning to invite them to my place today so we could get acquainted."
"President Jiang, if you're interested, I can have them get into your car."
Wen Zheng assumed that Jiang Siming was interested in the four girls as well, so he immediately offered them as a gift.
Although they were prey he had spent a long time tracking down and had planned to take home and enjoy that very day,
Wen Zheng was clever and knew how to assess the situation. Compared with gaining a connection to Jiang Siming, what did a few girls matter?
Who in Yuquan Villa's top families didn't know that Jiang Siming had a relationship with the elder that was as close as father and son?
Not only that, the Heavenly Group's leader was also extremely close to Jiang Siming.
Jiang Siming himself was a Heavenly Group Guest Elder.
A person like that was someone