"Fei'er classmate, you really forget old acquaintances easily. We've met before, at a very special banquet. At the time, your father brought you, and my father brought me. We sat at the same table for dinner," Zhou Zikun said with a smile.
"Oh, I forgot," Chu Feifei's expression worsened. She hated when someone talked about her father in front of her. She was her own person, Chu Renxiong was Chu Renxiong; she did not want to be mixed up with him. She had her own life.
"Fei'er classmate, you might not believe it, but after that banquet, you left a deep impression on me. Later, when you became a host, I became one of your hardcore fans. Do you remember someone on your ranking list called Emperor Kun? That person is me!" Zhou Zikun said proudly with a smile.
In order to make an appearance on Chu Feifei's fan ranking list, he once tipped a full five hundred thousand!
Unfortunately--
Chu Feifei still shook her head, "Sorry, I really don't remember."
