Just when the Wu Family was so agitated they were about to hit someone,
Wu Bao's friend finally arrived in a pickup truck.
"Ah, Brother Wang, you finally made it."
Wu Bao eagerly extended his hand to greet him.
Brother Wang, who drove the pickup, put on quite an air.
He did not so much as glance at Wu Bao's hand.
He walked straight into the courtyard.
The Wu Family saw that the newcomer wore a gold chain that must have weighed dozens of pounds,
dangling over the outside of his quilted jacket,
gleaming in the winter sunlight.
The fat general's belly entered the courtyard before his head did.
Tucked under his armpit was a black leather bag.
He looked just like a big shot from the television shows.
A tall, thin man alighted from the truck afterward.
"Brother Wang, this is your driver, right? Brother, you've worked hard,"
Wu Bao, not the least embarrassed, took out a cigarette and lit it for the brothers behind him.