Money Obtained

The Fatty Xu that Chen Qing had mentioned arrived not too long later.

He looked approximately twenty-five years old, and he wore a pair of gold-framed glasses. Ignoring his body size, he looked rather refined in manner.

Ren Baqian reckoned that Fatty Xu weighed approximately 110 kilograms. Every time he took a step, his body would tremble.

"Hello, hello, you must be Young Master Chen's friend. You can call me Fatty Xu," Fatty Xu said as he shook Ren Baqian's hand. The moment Fatty Xu entered the building, he took his glasses off and scanned the room.

"I'm called Ren Baqian," Ren Baqian introduced himself.

"Oh, Eighty Thousand Years Old, what a formidable name. In the ancient times, only a prince consort would have such a name." Fatty Xu burst out in laughter. He was amiable and slick but wasn't detestable.