Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

"Tch, I have plenty of money, so I don't believe that Master Yue won't accept me." The little fat man said proudly.

But his servant was startled when he heard Xiao Wu's words.

"Young master, young master!" A servant ran to the little fat man and said, "Maybe they are Huashan disciples, and their status should not be low, otherwise how dare they say that?"

When the little fat man heard it, he felt that what his servant said made sense.

"You're right, I'll reward you with this one hundred taels." The little fat man took out a bank note from his pocket and put it directly in the servant's hand.

"Thank you, young master, thank you young master!" The servant thanked immediately.

The other three servants couldn't help feeling a little regretful. If they had reminded them first, the hundred taels would be theirs.

Lin Pingzhi was shocked when he saw that the little fat man was so generous.

This one hundred taels is not a small amount.

No wonder these servants didn't feel that the little fat man was bullying them.

If he is really so rich, then Huashan's expenses will be solved.

"Do you want to go to Huashan to study as a teacher?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

"That's right!" The little fat man's tone was still arrogant, but his attitude was much better, perhaps the servant's persuasion played a role.

"Seeing that you have a servant and you spend a lot of money, you should be a rich and powerful person. Why do you want to go to Huashan to learn martial arts from a teacher?" Lin Pingzhi asked puzzled.

"Hey, your eyesight is really good!" Hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, the little fat man felt that he was praising him, "Reward! This young master rewards you with a hundred taels!"

As he spoke, the little fat man handed the silver bill to the servant next to him, and the servant gave it to Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi accepted the bank note unceremoniously.

Don't don't want the money that is offered in vain.

"Seeing that you are so rich, you don't know your name is Hao Youqian?" Lin Pingzhi boldly guessed.

He has already moved his mind to send this little fat man to Huashan.

When the little fat man heard Lin Pingzhi's words, his face was full of disdain.

"How could this young master choose such a vulgar name!" The little fat man looked disdainful.

Lin Pingzhi thought that it would be better if Hao was rich.

Otherwise it's too loud.

The little fat man pointed at his servant with a haughty face.

"You, tell them who this young master is!" said the little fat man.

"It's the young master!" The servant replied.

He came in front of Lin Pingzhi and Xiao Wu, and said loudly.

"Our young master is the eldest young master of the Zhen family, the richest man in Huayin, and his name is Zhen Fugui!"

"What's it called?"

"Zhen Fugui!"

"Really rich?"

"Correct!"

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Fatty Zhen Fugui raised his head very proudly.

Lin Pingzhi looked at his chubby face and bloated body, thinking that he could tell he was rich just by looking at him.

"Ahem." Lin Pingzhi looked at Zhen Fugui in embarrassment, "Fugui, why did you go to Mount Hua to learn martial arts?"

Lin Pingzhi was a little puzzled.

With such money, he can hire some people to teach him at home, so why go to Huashan to suffer.

Zhen Fugui's body twitched, and Lin Pingzhi even wondered if he had some kind of disease.

I saw him stepping on the bamboo chair with one foot, clenched a fist with one hand, and pointed to the sky with the other.

Lin Pingzhi thought, does he have lofty ideals and ambitions?

The kind of chuunibha who wants to save the world?

After Zhen Fugui settled his posture, he began to shout loudly word by word.

"I, want, lose weight!" Zhen Fugui sat down on the bamboo chair again, out of breath.

Lin Pingzhi and Xiao Wu looked at each other, and they both saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.

You put so much effort into your relationship, and you just want to say you want to lose weight in this pose?

He also went to Huashan specifically.

"Can't you lose weight at home?" Lin Pingzhi asked curiously.

"No, no, no." Zhen Fugui shook his head like a rattle, the flesh on his face trembled everywhere, "My father won't let me go when I'm at home, let alone let me lose weight."