Pete's face darkened as he retorted unceremoniously, "Our president is thirty-five this year, in the prime of life. Should I take your words as cursing our president to an early death?"
Taken aback by Pete's words, the shareholder who just spoke realized he had misspoken out of impatience and stammered to explain, "I... I didn't mean that! It's just that heaven has unpredictable storms and people have unexpected vicissitudes. Things are good now, but no one can guarantee what will happen next! Like natural disasters or accidents, life and death are unpredictable!"
The more he explained, the darker Pete's expression became. He mercilessly counterattacked, "This shareholder, if I'm not mistaken, you are at least sixty if not seventy, correct?"
The shareholder blushed and replied awkwardly, "Sixty-three!"
