"Is this... President Song?"
Even though he had been comatose for over a year, Ling Xiang Nan still had a vivid impression of Song Tian Mo, the young tycoon wielding great influence in China Business World.
And he quickly remembered his identity.
Before the car accident, Ling Xiang Nan had also seen Song Tian Mo at several important business events.
The Song family was wealthy and powerful.
Song Tian Mo, young as he was, took control of the Song Corporation, expanded territories, and was domineering and authoritative. Although Ling Xiang Nan hadn't had much direct interaction with him, he was indeed a remarkable young talent in his recollection.
And such a person was only fit to be befriended, of course—unless there was no chance of friendship, then keeping a distance was also fine. But one could not afford to become his enemy, antagonize him, or the consequences would be unimaginable.
Ling Xiang Nan wore a smile on his face, but a sharp glint quickly flashed through his eyes.