82 Chapter 82 – Assistance

Before the fatty could even finish his sentence, Ma Dong rolled his eyes and yawned. "The door is behind you, I won't send you off!"

"I haven't finished—"

"Little Fatty, are you making sport of your Uncle Ma? This President is very busy at the moment and doesn't have the leisure to make you understand—"

"Sponsor!" The fatty got right to the point.

Sponsor?!

Ma Dong's ears twitched when he heard that word.

The fatty felt something flash as a form appeared like lightning before him.

Ma Dong firmly held the fatty's hands as his face filled with enthusiasm and fervor. "Brother Fatty, have you eaten yet? Is the weather too hot for you? Eh, don't be so reckless, alright? Go and buy yourself a cold drink; no, get everybody one! Heavenly Dragon Ice House, your treat, Brother Fatty!"

The fatty was stunned foolish. This fellow's way of doing business really is something.

"My surname is Qian."