"Okay."

"Are you in the same grade as Brother Su Yang?" Meng Qianyu asked.

"No, I'm younger than him. I turned 24 in March this year, and he will be 25 in November."

"oh oh."

As they were chatting, Pan Ning's WeChat rang. She picked it up, looked at it, and said, "Fatty is here."

"Are you here? Don't you see anyone?" Meng Qianyu tilted her head and looked towards the gate of the yard.

"He hasn't been here before, go pick him up."

"Okay." Meng Qianyu turned around and trotted out.

As soon as I ran out of the door, I saw a Maybach GLS600 driving over.

Meng Qianyu walked to the side of the road and waved: "Here."

Liu Bo stuck his head out of the car window and said with a smile, "Hello, Qianyu."

"Drive over here and stop."

"Okay."

Liu Bo quickly drove the car to the gate of the yard and parked it next to the Cullinan.

He ran out of the car and said with a smile: "Qianyu! Why are you so beautiful again?"

Meng Qianyu pursed her lips and smiled: "Haven't I always been beautiful?"

"More beautiful than before." Liu Bo laughed.

"Fat brother, you are getting better and better at speaking now."

"Hey, huh?"

"By the way, where's the wine?"

"In the trunk." Liu Bo said, looking up at the house in the yard and continued, "Wow, this little house is well built. I thought he built a yard made of wood, but after all this time he made it into a small villa."

"My brother Yang knows how to enjoy it."

As he was speaking, Song Anquan came out of the house.

When he heard Pan Ning say that Liu Bo bought a lot of wine, he asked to come out and help get the wine.

Seeing a strange face appear, Liu Bo was stunned: "Um... who is this brother?"

"Oh, this is Brother Su Yang's childhood friend, Song Anquan."

"Oh?" Liu Bo smiled and stepped forward, extending his hand: "Hello, brother. I'm Brother Yang's good brother Liu Bo."

As soon as Song Anquan walked out of the hospital, he saw the Maybach GLS600 parked next to Cullinan. He is now very familiar with cars and can basically recognize various brands and models at a glance.

When he saw the car, he knew that the person coming was a rich man.

"Hello, my name is Song Anquan." He said politely and walked forward to shake hands with Liu Bo.

"Haha, that's a great name. Since you have a good relationship with Brother Yang, I won't be polite with you. I'll just call you Old Song."

"Okay, no problem."

"Hehe, you can just call me Fatty, eh? But you don't seem thin." Liu Bo looked up and down at Song Anquan.

"Hahaha, I am indeed a little fat." Song Anquan touched his head with a silly smile.

"Oh, whatever, just call me Fatty or Brother Bo, and I'll call you Old Song, whatever you want."

"OK!"