"Brother, I was just joking earlier, don't take it seriously," the security guard said to Su Changfeng, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
Su Changfeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't hold this trivial matter against you."
Wu Feng ran towards Su Changfeng, panting heavily. With outsiders present, Wu Feng didn't show his respect openly and simply said, "Please follow me."
Outside, the taxi driver also witnessed the scene, shocked beyond words.
Who didn't know who Wu Feng was? He frequently appeared on financial news programs, and this taxi driver, aspiring to become a tycoon himself, was very familiar with Wu Feng.
Yet this young man could actually make someone as important as Wu Feng come out to greet him personally.
"My God, could it be this person is truly a big shot, and just too low-key!" The taxi driver was stunned speechless, quickly recalling if he had said anything offensive earlier. After confirming he hadn't, he hastily drove away.
