This sudden shout attracted sideways glances from several people nearby.
Lord Bao rolled his eyes secretly, surprised that this little brother from India was even better at flattery than himself.
Fang Cheng stood up, walked around the wide desk, and came to face everyone.
Then he smiled, raised his hand, and patted each of them twice on the shoulder: Old Wolf, Lord Bao, Xiao Bei, and others, before speaking:
"We're all brothers now; no need to be so dramatic."
"Besides, 'White Ghost' is just a nickname I casually picked while handling matters outside. My real name is Fang Cheng, and you can just call me Chairman within the organization."
"Ah, so Chairman, your surname is Fang; what a good name—square and upright, honest and reliable. It sounds bright and grand!"
Lord Bao was the quickest to react, immediately climbing the ladder with a smile that squeezed his chubby cheeks together.
Old Wolf and Xiao Bei also followed suit, calling him Chairman.
