390 Found An Organization

The one who had come over to say hello was a scholarly-looking middle-aged Chinese man. Almost six feet tall, he wore a suit in the hot weather. With his gold-rimmed glasses, coupled with a suitcase in hand and his meticulous tie and shirt, he looked every inch the typical businessman.

When he saw this middle-aged man from the corner of his eye, Chen Haonan, who was concentrating on devouring a portion of spicy tamales, said with a laugh, "Oh, it’s Brother Ma. You’ve been missed, missed very much."

The two of them hugged each other, before the middle-aged man looked at Li Du curiously and asked, "Chen, who’s this brother?"

Chen Haonan said ambiguously, "He’s considered one of my suppliers, and is here to deliver some wood today."

The middle-aged man extended his hand to Li Du, and said, "Hi, brother I’m Ma Zhi-an, Chen’s friend. Nice to meet you."