"I'm coming… What are you guys shouting for? How many times have I told you guys to keep that temper of yours in check…?"
At the moment, a voice resounded from outside the meeting room. A burly man bearing a potbelly came running into the room.
It seemed that this guy was the legendary Old Tong.
Old Tong was about forty to fifty years old. He was big-sized but was a few centimetres shorter than Wang Yu. With his belly, he was particularly eye-catching.
These days, players were die-hard fanatics and rarely left their homes. There were many players who were of similar size to Old Tong in real life but they definitely took efforts to conceal their imperfections. People like Old Tong who paid no attention to one's image were rare.
Although Old Tong's appearance was bordering on being comical, Wang Yu did not harbour a single thought of underestimating his opponent. He was instead even taken aback.
