Zhao Fubao had been in the jewelry industry for decades and must have heard about, if not encountered, Wu Xueyou, but he had never been in close contact with him. Now, thanks to his boss Xiao Yao's fortune, not only had he become acquainted with Qi Wanhai, the Mount Tai's Northern Dipper of the south, but he also met Wu Xueyou, the Northern Dipper of the north.
A surge of excitement rushed through Zhao Fubao's heart, but on the surface, he calmly called out, "Old Wu!"
Wu Xueyou narrowed his eyes when he heard a middle-aged man he didn't recognize calling him Old Wu and asked, "Who might this be?"
