A white Audi A4 sedan stopped in front of Bai Yong, and an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man got out of the car.
The young man bore a three-quarters resemblance to Bai Yong, and he was indeed Bai Yong's son, Bai Xiaoqiang.
"Little Qiang, what are you doing here?"
Looking at his suddenly appearing son, Bai Yong's eyes gave a reprimand.
"Dad has important matters to attend today, this is no place to mess around, go home first."
Bai Xiaoqiang said defiantly.
"Dad, I'm not a child anymore, how could I mess around? Look, this is a master I found out about from our Taoist Association. He is skilled in feng shui and metaphysics and can surely help you solve your troubles."
At this moment, from the back of the car, a small old man in a gray Taoist robe with very long whiskers got out of the vehicle.
Bai Xiaoqiang immediately pulled Bai Yong to welcome him.
"Dad, let me introduce him to you, this is Master Bai Yun, and this is my father, Chairman Bai."
"Chairman Bai, hello."
