章節 147: Donald Duck

Chu Zhongqin's mood now was quite good.

This was but just a piece of small news, and getting a tip from the Young Master was just a small matter, the important thing was that he made Young Master happy. Next time, he would definitely get back a huge reward. What kind of person was Hong Dali? The type that could give out hundreds of thousands of money in tips—a God of Fortune. He definitely wouldn't lose anything from following such a person.

As for playing around with Hong Dali in such a mad way even though he was already at such an old age, Chu Zhongqin never considered that to be a problem—Young Master definitely was the reincarnation of the God of Fortune. Thinking of it this way, Hong Dali would even be a few thousand years older than him!

Just as Chu Zhongqin was secretly feeling happy for himself, Hong Dali grinned and asked, "Is your friend reliable? Why did he suddenly quit? What was the problem?"