Listening to Fang Zhi's analysis, Lin Shu found some sense in what he suggested, which left her feeling a bit disappointed.
"Well, okay."
"But then, I have already promised Lillian, should I still give it a try?"
Thinking of Lillian's joyful face when leaving, Lin Shu felt a pang of reluctance.
"This is only my opinion; I don't fancy playing the man who knows all."
A competent individual, if dissatisfied with a plan, should propose a solution.
In this case, Fang Zhi thought the best course of action was to stand still.
Yet, they were unwilling to remain unmoved.
Lin Shu laid in the chair, feeling a little sulky.
"Actually, I too wish to solve the current dilemma, but more importantly, I must keep myself alive."
If Lin Shu were to die, who could manage the company?
"I understand."
Fang Zhi could empathize with Lin Shu's feelings, suddenly regretting that he probably shouldn't have shared his thoughts earlier.
After considerable thought, Lin Shu decided to donate.
