The matter of the young people was something Zhou Houde and his wife couldn't bother with. Watching their son and Fang Bai leave, they went back into the house to continue tidying up.
Although Fang Bai's car wasn't a luxury vehicle, it still made Zhou Dabai enviously run his hands all over it, expressing his admiration as he got in, saying, "Fang Bai, you've really struck it rich! I've decided to hang out with you from now on, you've got to cover for me!"
"Yeah, what's mine will be yours! Don't speak words of thanks; you deserve this!"
Fang Bai said earnestly.
"Psh, as if I'd be polite with you! Anyway, I'm counting on you for my luxury cars, beauties, and big villas. You have to lead me to wealth! Dammit, I will definitely buy a Ferrari one day and drive it out to pick up girls every day!"
Zhou Dabai chuckled and blabbered informally.
"If you want to pick up girls, first you've got to lose some of that fat on you!"
