God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 274: Chapter 294, Yanyue (11th Update)

"Big Brother Ying, same here, I’m also, finally got to see you, I’m so moved I’m nearly in tears," Fang Yi said with ’deep emotion’. If even Fatty Ying could swallow his pride, why couldn’t he?

Fuck, so pretentious.

Fuck, showing off.

Fang Yi and Ying Zheng thought the same thing simultaneously.

In fact, the way they treated each other was purely utilitarian, one could say their relationship was based on mutual use. With this in mind, it was clear to both that neither wanted to break the illusion; after all, both wanted to exploit the other.

Fang Yi wanted to exploit Fatty Ying’s wealth, and Fatty Ying, how could he not want Fang Yi to provide more prescriptions?

This was like business, where both parties knew how disgusting the other was but would never say it out loud. You would cooperate even if you had to hold your nose to do it. So, needless to say, the terms "brother" this and "brother" that were thrown around so affectionately.

"Hey, this face looks a bit familiar, I wonder if it’s..." Ying Zheng glanced at Song Wuliang.

Without needing Fang Yi’s introduction, Song Wuliang took the initiative to shake Ying Zheng’s hand warmly and respectfully, like greeting a leader: "I’m Song Wuliang, also a brother of Fang Yi’s. How about I also call you Big Brother Ying from now on? It sounds very cordial. Is that okay, Big Brother Ying?"

Hearing the name Song Wuliang, Ying Zheng finally realized who the man before him was, who, like him, was a wealthy chubby fellow.

After that, Ying Zheng made a welcoming gesture, inviting the two inside.

On the way, Fatty Ying greeted them with a smile, "Fang Yi, our club is newly opened tonight and we’re holding a ribbon-cutting ceremony later. Brother hasn’t forgotten you; want to join us?"

Fang Yi didn’t want to be that high-profile and shook his head with a smile, "I’ll pass on that, I prefer keeping a low profile."

Ying Zheng responded with an "Okay," and said, "Then I’ll have someone take you to rest for a while, and I’ll call you just before it starts. Brother Fang...," his voice grew quieter as he spoke.

of entertainment lined up, I’ve spent a lot

stepped closer, "Big Brother Ying, well... do you offer beauties to

Zheng patted

too picky, the fuller the

up, "Hey, Brother Song has good taste, I like

Wuliang replied,

they walked, their conversation as filthy as it

then, passing by a rockery, in the night’s glow, Fang Yi suddenly

but in the dimness, there were too many silhouettes to make out anything clearly. However, when

in a blue evening gown, looking stunningly out of

was a man in his mid-forties, with her arm linked through his, and on her other hand she held a purse, her expression sullen and a

here, and who’s

it was

imagined he would see

Fang Yi didn’t yet understand the nature of the club Fatty Ying ran,

the

Peilan

what puzzled Fang Yi most was who was that

gaze, said, "Brother Fang, ogling the beauty? No need to bother; those types of women are mostly kept golden canaries. Forget those in their forties—I’ve even seen some dirty old men in their fifties and sixties

Yi looked again, but Zhou Peilan had already gone inside with the middle-aged

look into it for you?" offered Ying

his head,

a cheongsam-clad woman to come over to attend to Fang Yi and

wore a bright

the red-cheongsam lady said with a

led the way, her movements sending ripples through the air, catching Song Wuliang’s undivided attention as he moved