Shi Ying spoke, not bothering to eat.
Afraid his young nephew lacked experience, he quickly pulled out his phone to call him.
Everyone at the table watched Shi Ying.
Xueli, with a headache and a somewhat embarrassed smile, looked at everyone: "Shi Ying is like this, when it comes to making money, his mind works faster than anyone else's."
Liang Xiaoqi nodded and said, "We've known Xiaoying for twenty years, we all know what he's like, it's okay, it's okay."
Over there, Shi Ying already got through: "Little Shengqi!"
Guaibao sat up straight, eyes sparkling, eagerly watching Shi Ying.
No one knows what Shen Shengqi said, but suddenly Shi Ying said, "No! I disagree! Little Shengqi, you must understand, this world is not an ideal world, you can't live in an ideal! It's good you have this intention, but even if you donate it to the world, every country will still use this to make money and charge the public!"
Everyone: "..."
