"Now that's a good idea!" Maitreya's face finally showed a touch of joy. "Mr. G was right. As expected, no matter what troubles you face, you always find a solution."
"Really, what else did he tell you?" Zhang Heng put away the gun.
"It is true he's at fault this time. He shouldn't have lied about the job. When we return to the first floor, Mr. G said that he would personally apologize to you. Not only would he operate on you and pay you five million credits, but there are other compensations too. Basically, he would do anything to make sure that you are satisfied," Maitreya respectfully said.
"That's mighty kind of him. He only thought of me when he was forced into desperation." Zhang Heng said casually.
Maitreya smiled, not denying what Zhang Heng said. "Anyway, it is better to be useful than useless. So only those who are skillful will be used by others, and those who are as skillful as you are allowed to control your fate."
