197 Rainmaker

Neil walked into the cafe and found that Henry had his arms crossed on his chest as he stared at the young man in front of him. He slid into the chair next to Henry and the waitress came to serve their drinks. 

Sensing that his friend had returned, Henry eased his pose and barked, "Speak."

The young man chuckled. He took a sip at his coffee languidly and smiled. "First, let me introduce myself. My name is Charles Tang. But you probably know me as Rainmaker."

Henry laughed at his words. "Rainmaker? What's that supposed to mean?"

Meanwhile, Neil frowned upon hearing that very familiar name.

"President Mo, I believe that you should recognize this name," Charles spoke. "After all, you have sent your lawyer to look for me previously."

Henry turned his head to Neil and watched as he spoke slowly. "You're that blogger."

The smile on Charles' lips stretched up.

"You know him?" Henry asked.