The underlings, chaotically shuffling like waves in the ocean, finally pushed forward a starkly pale, stout, and sweaty fat man who shivered like a sieve. Clenching his teeth, he glanced at his underlings, then turned his head, constantly mopping his forehead while smiling appeasingly, and nodding, he greeted, "Yang...Ding, Ding the Hero, if there's anything you wish, please command me, I shall do my utmost to relieve you of your worries!"
Yang Ge gave him a thumbs-up, "You're more reasonable than that guy...the two tasks I just mentioned, can you handle them?"
Gong Cheng muttered in his heart, "Who do I think I am?", but his face showed no hesitation as he replied, "I can handle them, I can handle them. I'll go discuss with the managers right away and get these two things done as quickly as possible!"
"Very good."
