Huamao Mansion.
A bright red Ferrari SF90 slowly drove into the underground garage.
The office workers passing by saw it and began to guess which big boss owned the car.
After all, no one had ever seen it before.
It wasn't until Lin Shen got out of the car and leisurely strolled to the elevators that many people around them realized who it was, their jaws dropping in shock.
'The chairman of Shennan?'
'It really is him!'
Only someone as young as him would drive such an ostentatious sports car to work.
Most company presidents would just drive a low-key, understated executive sedan.
"Good morning, President Lin."
When the Shennan employees saw Lin Shen, they quickly bowed slightly with deference.
He responded with a smile and took the initiative to ask them which department they were in.
This friendly attitude left the employees feeling flattered and overwhelmed, and they happily introduced themselves.
