As soon as money was mentioned, Chicken immediately got furious, as if he'd suffered a great grievance.
"Is that so," Chen Tianlong nodded, then took a wallet out of his pocket, counted a wad of red bills, and asked, "Can I pay for him?"
"Huh?" Chicken was momentarily taken aback, unsure of what scheme Chen Tianlong was playing, but seeing the red bills right in front of him, his eyes widened in disbelief, nodding repeatedly, "Yes, yes!"
"Don't give it to him, he's extorting you!" Seeing Chen Tianlong about to pay for him, Old Zhao hurried forward to block the two of them.
"It's alright." Chen Tianlong gently pushed him aside and handed the money to Chicken, "Take it."
Chicken hesitantly took the money, counted it, and indeed it was a genuine two thousand yuan. He was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "Damn, I met a fool. I can find that flirtatious woman tonight!"
