"Yongxin, get an Alphard over here and send a driver to take us to Siningshan." Jiang Yuan scooped up half a pot of fried rice for them to take along, and casually packed a stack of disposable lunch boxes.
Jiang Yongxin responded and made a call for the car, then laughed, "No need for a driver, I'll drive."
"Suit yourself, just put the car expenses on the tab." Jiang Yuan waved his hand, then added, "Pack up some dishes from the table; we'll eat them in the car."
"Righto." Jiang Yongxin actively got to work. As a second-generation tear-down mogul, he didn't need to work so hard; by merely coasting through life, the cost of an Alphard every few months would have been a negligible dent in his savings.
But as the entrepreneurial star of Jiang Village, he had to bend down and get his hands dirty, taking every chance to chat with the police officers from the jurisdictional station, always seeming happy to do so.