Cheng Daqi couldn't help but laugh at the blister on Sun Dongxin's face.
He was very familiar with Brother Sun, but this was the first time he saw such a pitiable Brother Sun.
Called awake in the middle of the night, his face weary, with a big pimple by his mouth, the shiny, blistering kind.
Xiao Cheng sincerely apologized to Brother Sun in his heart.
"What the hell do you want, just spit it out, will you? I can't understand you young people, I really can't."
Having been dragged around all day, Sun Dongxin's patience was almost gone, he wished Cheng Daqi would just get his fart out, so he could go back to sleep.
However, Brother Sun really liked Cheng Daqi's line about money never sleeping.
He enjoyed doing business with interesting people.
Of course, he wasn't a pushover who would easily be tricked out of his money.
"The company in Hua Country is short of money and wants to raise some from you."
Cheng Daqi's tone was breezy, but it made the listener's teeth hurt.
