"What are you getting? Hehe, power, wealth, women, etc." Liang Chen smiled and answered casually. Before Zhao Yingxiang asked this question, he already understood what Zhao Yingxiang wanted to do.

"Seeing how you said so casually, aren't you interested in these things?" Zhao Yingxiang frowned and asked with a very skillful look.

"Of course I'm interested, but I think these are just important ways to realize human ideals and prove the social value of human existence, but not the only form. There are many ways to realize one's own value in a person's life." Liang Chen stared at a wisp of smoke in the air with leisurely eyes.

"It's enough to be interested. If, I mean, if someone could give you a platform to realize yourself, including realizing many of your dreams, would you join?" Zhao Yingxiang took a long walk around the corner, and finally showed her true intentions with a clear carriage and flag.

"I won't join." Liang Chen shook his head.[

"Huh? Why?" A trace of disappointment and anger passed through Zhao Yingxiang's eyes, but she forced herself to restrain herself and asked slowly, "Do you already have a better platform? Or are you in this platform yourself?" Asked this, Zhao Yingxiang's eyes already had an indescribable evil spirit.

After all, she took this opportunity to explore Liang Chen's bottom.

"No, I just feel that I can possess all these things by myself, and it is based on my own strength, not by the help of anyone else, and there is no need for that." Liang Chen smiled and replied casually, but he felt a deep sense of confidence.

"Liang Chen, you can know what kind of society is now. People are impetuous and hard to do everything. If you don't have strong connections, superior platforms, and strong forces, if you want to do something and work hard by yourself, it will probably be very difficult." Zhao Yingxiang didn't give up and still made her final efforts.

"Isn't people just working hard with their hands? If everyone is waiting for pies to fall from the sky, they may be poor this day." Liang Chen stretched out his hands and looked at it. It was a pair of thick bones, filled with endless power.

"Does it have to be so hard?" Zhao Yingxiang sighed and looked at Liang Chen and said.

"A person's life is just a training. The harder the process, the more we can learn to create and cherish it. Moreover, only what we get with our own hands is the best. No matter how good the gifts from others are, they lack a profound connotation about awe of life and disrespect for struggle." Liang Chen said this, and the wind of words changed cleverly. "So, aunt, I hope you can let Yucai work hard and struggle by himself. He is still a little impetuous now. If you want to achieve great things, you must go through hardships to achieve great things. I hope you think twice. Let's go here first today. I will say goodbye to you and your family. Finally, I would like to emphasize that I have no malice to you and your family. As for your private affairs, I am sorry, but I have heard it, but I forgot it."

Then, he stood up, reached into his arms and took it out, then looked at Zhao Yingxiang and smiled slightly, spread the things in his hand on the table with a loud bang, got up and left.
Chapter completed!