Lu Dali looked at Qin Xi with undisguised lust, as if Qin Xi was his.
The revelation of his identity seemed to have worked. At the very least, the security guards who were hesitating approached Han Shi step by step.
"What happened here?"
A dignified voice came from behind the crowd. Everyone subconsciously turned around and saw an old man in a wheelchair surrounded by people. The person who spoke just now was the middle-aged man pushing the old man.
Someone in the crowd gasped and exclaimed softly.
"Isn't he Old Master Qi, the richest man in Luoping? And that the person pushing the wheelchair, Qi Mingting, the chairman of the Qi Corporation and the current head of the Qi family."
"He's Old Master Qi? I heard that Old Master Qi built his business from scratch. In just a few decades, he rose to the top of the rich list and became a business giant in Zhehai Province."