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"Let's just address each other as 'Mister,'" Ge Dongxu said with a wry smile.
"It's okay for me to call you Mister, but I'm not deserving of the title if you call me Mister. Just call me by my name; otherwise, when we meet Uncle Yang, if you call me Mister, I'll be too ashamed." Chen Jiateng said.
Ge Dongxu looked at Chen Jiateng for a long time, and finally, remembering how Yang Yinhou had advised him, and also considering the deep relationship between Yang and his father, he agreed that it did indeed seem inappropriate to call him Mister. Besides, the two were not likely to meet often in the future, so he gave a non-committal nod and said, "Then I'll take the liberty of calling you Old Chen, calling you by your first name still seems a bit improper."
"That's fine, as long as you don't call me Mister," Chen Jiateng said with a laugh, then pointed to the Jiuyang Chi Yan Fruit and the Ganlin Xuanyang Grass and asked, "What do you plan to do with these two herbs, Mister Ge?"
