Jiang Feng was stunned, but he returned to his senses quickly. He asked curiously, "Uncle Sang Yan, why do you ask?"
The question seemed harmless, but it was in fact, rather tricky.
Jiang Feng felt rather strange.
Sang Yan was just a chauffeur. Logically, even if he was capable, he could not be better than professionals. If he was so capable, why was he only a chauffeur? Even his second uncle had said Sang Yan had a very keen eye for real estate. For ordinary people, they definitely would not choose to be a chauffeur if they were capable.
Jiang Feng could not see through Sang Yan's thoughts. All he knew was that Sang Yan was rather mysterious and that there was more than meets the eyes with Sang Yan. He could not help but want to know more about Sang Yan.