Fu Liaoyi, found at last!
The energy of a billionaire is incredibly potent. To secure one more month of his own life, he nearly exhausted all the connections at his disposal!
Plus, since Fu Liaoyi hadn't gone into hiding or changed his name, as a deliveryman registered under the "Delivery Nation," with some acquaintances, it wasn't difficult to locate him.
"Dad, that Fu Liaoyi lives in this community."
"This rural-urban fringe area with its peasant houses... is it worth your while to come here in person? If there's anything, just give me a call!"
"What poor people, you don't know crap!"
"Don't think you've become capable just because you studied abroad. If you really meet a master, a single tongue can kill you," Hong Botao scolded loudly.
His son, in his twenties, was indeed too immature. In dealing with people, there was always an inexplicable arrogance, as if having a bit of money made him superior.
