Cai Qidong walked away with a beaming smile, hands behind his back, humming a tune and looking super pleased with himself.
Wen Yan felt certain he'd just gotten played by this old fox. Yeah, sure, from what he knew about Cai Qidong, he'd probably scored himself a pretty sweet deal, but he definitely still got tricked by Cai Qidong.
Because Cai Qidong must think the price he paid was absolutely worth it.
Now Wen Yan really felt from the bottom of his heart that he needed to keep learning—never stop.
It's not just about book knowledge; you've got to know other stuff too. Otherwise, whenever someone names a price, you won't even know if they're bleeding for you or just trying to scam you.
Seeing Wen Yan staring at Cai Qidong's back for ages without saying anything, Jiang Yanyan scooted over and whispered.
"Brother Wen, that guy doesn't look like a good person. How about next time he walks by the river, I quietly invite him to drink some West River water?"
