Fang Chenyi was a bit confused, not understanding what Old Wang meant.
But after a moment's thought, he understood. The car's owner was probably some big shot who just preferred to keep a low profile.
Of course, when it came to being low-key, Principal Wang believed the car's owner was nowhere near Fang Chenyi's level.
After all, a super tycoon like Fang Chenyi actually carried a woven bag around to collect scraps. In the world of tycoons, who could possibly compete with that...
Fang Chenyi smiled and shook his head. "Heh, I could never guess that."
Hearing this, Old Wang stopped being mysterious and said directly, "Younger Brother Fang, don't be fooled by how low-key this car is. Its owner is incredibly rich. He's this year's wealthiest man in all of Huaxia. How about this? I'll give you a hint: his surname is Ma~"
After he finished, he continued to watch Fang Chenyi with a grin.
Fang Chenyi froze for a moment, then blurted out:
