Ye Tianxin said slightly, "You are especially like a domineering president who eats with Cinderella at a roadside diner, and you have an uncommon luxury in your every move...
Li Qingcang said with a smile, "It's a waste of talent if you don't write novels."
Ye Tianxin said, "Brother Li, you didn't know that I really considered writing novels when my grandma was sick in the past. At that time, I thought my grandma's disease must be treated, but I had no money. The quickest way to get money is to shoot an advertisement, and then use the money to speculate in the stock market. The stock market makes a huge profit, but it's also risky. I'm a student, so the stock exchange probably wouldn't open for me. Thus, I thought I would write a novel. I'll buy a computer to write my book, and I'll shoot my own work in the future. It's beautiful..."
Li Qingcang didn't doubt Ye Tianxin's words at all.
