Qu Qianqian hammered the table and laughed crazily, "Hahaha—fatty, you finally have your day!"
Zhang Yiming suddenly felt aggrieved, thinking he couldn't be looked down upon by such a pretty girl.
So, he took the badge with his name written on it, placed it on the table, and shouted:
"I'm not called fatty, I'm Zhang Yiming!"
"But you can call me Zhang Dapang, that's my old name! Later on, my dad thought this name was too tacky and would get me discriminated against, so he changed it. Oh, right, my dad works in coal mining, and my dad said that our family doesn't have much else, but we have plenty of mines and money, so you can come to my house and I'll let my dad treat you to a meal!"
"That sounds great!"
Little Lu Li applauded supportively, then turned her head, her clear and beautiful eyes gazing at the little boy who had been silent:
"It's your turn, Xi... Brother?"
