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Second Uncle Ouyang Qian seemed to be honest with the ordinary looking Zhang Chun as he sat there without saying a word.

Fang Feiyou smiled as he stretched out both his hands in preparation to shake hands with Zhang Chun.

"Hello, Zhang Chun. I have heard a lot about you!"

I didn't expect this guy to be such a gentleman.

With how passionate the other party was