Mr. Su Bai drove for half an hour before arriving at the gates of the villa complex nestled in the suburbs, only to discover that Gu Fan had turned off his phone. He had no idea whether Gu Fan had blocked him intentionally or had genuinely powered down his device.
There were security guards at the entrance checking identities, and they generally didn't allow non-residents to enter. Mr. Su Bai parked his car to the side and lit a cigarette.
The two security guards in the booth paid special attention to Mr. Su Bai, likely due to the car he was driving. After all, although people nobly proclaim the pursuit of innate equality, in society, the type of car you drive, the clothes you wear, the watch on your wrist, and finally your status are universally acknowledged, albeit unspoken, rules.
With Mr. Su Bai's Pusang, it was clear that it wasn't meant to appear in such an extravagant place.
