Li Banfeng called out: "Brother Huang."
Upon hearing this, Ye Jianhuang was rather pleased and said to Li Banfeng, "Brother, let me handle some business first, then I'll congratulate you."
After speaking, Ye Jianhuang took a puff from his pipe, blowing smoke onto Feng Chongli's face.
"Boss Feng, my brother here is celebrating his happy occasion, you shouldn't be causing trouble on such a day. Maybe you should listen to my advice and not come around here anymore."
Feng Chongli fiddled with his abacus, moving it two times.
This wasn't just random fiddling; every major decision came with a calculation of costs by Feng Chongli: "Senior Huang, I'm afraid it won't be easy to give face today."
According to Feng Chongli's calculations, letting Li Banfeng go like this would result in a loss.
Ye Jianhuang, on the other hand, was understanding: "If you feel at a loss, then let's have a fight. My brother is working in this new land, and I'm here to help him clear the way today."
