An Yiqing couldn't help but shake her head after listening to Liao Jinglin's nosy narrative; the man really had rotten luck.
"What's your philosophy?"
"Ga—" Liao Jinglin, immersed in his sorrow, was a bit slow in following the girl's train of thought and involuntarily replied, "Resources are allocated by the market, the market is omnipotent, and there will be an invisible hand controlling everything…" Liao Jinglin became more and more excited as he spoke, gesticulating wildly as he shared with An Yiqing all that he had learned and seen over the years.
As she listened to Liao Jinglin's impassioned speech, An Yiqing nodded silently to herself. This man indeed had talent; he was not like those experts who were all talk and no action but someone who perfectly integrated practice, theory, and talent.
"I can give you an opportunity to realize your ambitions. Do you trust me?"
"What?" Liao Jinglin was taken aback and looked at the extraordinary girl in front of him, "What opportunity?"
