"Hey, Dashan."
"Big brother, it really is you? How come you are with Xiaofan?"
"Listen to what you're saying. What, my wealthy nephew is just treating me, his uncle, to a meal. Is it that surprising?"
"No, he, he... he..."
"Relax, Xiaofan's money is absolutely cleanly earned. You know my personality, and I'm sure our dad knows about this already. Anyway, it's your son's money; spend it however you want."
"Alright, since even you say so. Hey, pass the phone to him."
"Okay..."
Ye Dahe handed the phone to Xiaofan again.
"Hey, Dad..."
"You little wretch..."
"Why are you cursing me?"
"Tell me, when did you start having money?"
"Hmm, when I graduated high school, I guess. Just a few million at first, and it slowly grew."
