"Can't our accountant decide by himself about the negotiations with the Mouse Clan? Dangdang Ears are also staying in the shop, just discuss it with them... Why must you ask me?"
Watching the potion in front of him become more and more terrible, Zheng Qing sighed deeply and gave up the idea of saving himself.
Life is like the herbs being boiled in this crucible before me, where each misstep brings a host of troubles. For a young state-funded student like me, choosing to open that small shop outside the school seemed to be such a misstep.
I could have simply deposited the earnings from the hunt into the bank to earn interest. Why did I have to think I was smart and invest in a business? The feeling of running a business was truly awful. Once the novelty wore off, my head was filled with nothing but troubles.
And life's challenges often arise at times like these.
