He waited for another 20 minutes.
A group of cars drove over.
The leader was a black Rolls-Royce Cullinan.
Behind them were seven black Mercedes-Benz.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding crowd gasped in amazement.
"He's here, he's here. The young master of the Song family is here!"
"This matter is getting bigger and bigger. I don't know how to end it!"
"Unless this brother has a stronger background, how can he compete with Young Master Song?"
As the crowd discussed, eight cars stopped not far away.
The car door opened, and a group of people got out.
The one walking in front was a handsome young man in a black casual shirt. He had a tall figure, long hair tied behind his head, and sunken eyes.
This young man was the eldest son of the Song family and the CEO of Tianyou Entertainment, Song Chengyou.
Behind him was an old man and more than 20 bodyguards in black.
