บท 150: Old and Delicious Meat

However, I seem to have heard the name Wei Shuyi somewhere before.

Fang Yusheng thought about it and remembered that a while ago, in the dream he had about Ah Sheng growing old, there had been a nursing home. The nursing home's dean seemed to be called Wei Shuyi. Fang Yusheng frowned. Why would I dream of someone I have never seen or even heard of?

A sense of absurdity sprouted in Fang Yusheng's heart.

But soon, he suppressed it again.

He nodded at Wei Shuyi and smiled as he said, "Thank you, Older Brother Wei."

Wei Shuyi: "…"

Wei Shuyi could not help but remind Fang Yusheng, "Mr. Fang, I'm only 28 years old." He would be 29 only after two months. He was younger than Fang Yusheng by a year.

So?

Fang Yusheng thought: Are you trying to say that you're fresh meat while I'm an old piece of bacon?

"Oh, sorry. I can't see," Fang Yusheng apologized without any sincerity.

Wei Shuyi understood.