The two pens broke again.
It's just that this time Liu Zhi'an obviously took a little more effort to break the pen.
With an enigmatic smile on his face, Liu Zhi'an dropped the pen on the table and slapped his palm casually.
"It's unkind, so how do you explain this?"
Liu Mingzhi looked blankly at the three delicate wolf hairs broken from the middle on the table, and kept tapping the crook of his leg with his fingers.
"What do you know?"
"I don't know much. As for what I know? It just depends on what I want to know!"
"That's too much to say!"
"Haha, when a person receives ten thousand taels of silver and he disdains it, that is because he does not care about fame and fortune; when a person can receive one hundred thousand taels of silver, he remains unmoved. This is integrity. When a person
When a person receives one million taels of silver, he has no choice, because he must understand what the one million taels of silver means behind his back.
One million taels of silver can buy a piece of news, and it can also buy a human life.
Are you trying to say that some people are not afraid of death?
I admit this, some people are indeed not afraid of death, but no one can make mistakes without being a sage.
Some people are not afraid of death, but that doesn't mean they don't have other weaknesses.
Sometimes money really can’t do something, but as long as money can do it, I can do anything!”
"You, you have been in a high position for so long that you have almost forgotten the charm of silver!"
Chapter completed!