"Oh~ Kamon, my friend, long time no see."
At night, in the Hai Yue Restaurant in Central, Xiangjiang, Wilson was visibly pleased to see Lu Liang.
Upon hearing the odd translated accent, he showed disdain: "Can't you speak properly?"
Lu Liang was surprised at Wilson's level of Chinese and said with a smile: "I'm sure your Chinese teacher is very pleased."
"One thousand US Dollars per hour, you think money is spent in vain?" Wilson chuckled, opened his arms, and hugged Lu Liang: "Long time no see, how have you been?"
"I'm doing well, how about you?" Lu Liang asked.
Wilson sighed: "Not so good."
Lu Liang didn't respond, and instead turned to Old Meng, patting his belly: "Mr. Kun, weren't you going to work out? How are you getting fatter the more you work out?"
