"Tian Hongyi?!" Han Bowwen saw Tian Hongyi and was also taken aback, his face clearly turning unsightly.
"Dad, you know each other?" Tian Bin was slightly surprised.
Tian Hongyi nodded, "Yeah, we are old acquaintances indeed. Let me tell you, your Uncle Han here is no simple man, he's from the Han Corporation of the Han Family!"
"Han Corporation?" Tian Bin was momentarily stunned.
"Yes, back in the day, your Uncle Tian would constantly brag in front of me, claiming he was going to be the president of Han Corporation in the future, and that I couldn't compare to him, advising me to know my place!"
"Decades have passed, and my decorating company is now worth over a hundred million at the very least."
"What about you, Old Han? Your dad has been dead for several years. So, have you become the president or not? Hahaha…"
The smile on Tian Hongyi's face was full of mockery, clearly aware of Han Bowwen's downfall and deliberately humiliating him here.