Han Jianyou was speechless. He thought that his sister would tell him to work harder in his studies, but to his surprise, the woman actually told him that it was all right if he didn't want to work hard. That he could strike his way into the society sooner this way. Shouldn't his sister tell him that he needed to study hard and bring glory to their family now that they were so poor? Why was she singing a tune that he couldn't even understand?
"Sister, how can I start working? I haven't even studied properly. Without proper studies, who will dare to give me a job?" Han Jianyou didn't want to work, and just the thought alone made his scalp tingle. He was so young, not even eighteen yet. How could he start working so soon?
