Newton was also a man of steely resilience.
Even if Zhang Xiaowei hadn't offered him money to start a pharmacy with Ma Weiwei today,
he wouldn't have accepted Song Yu's proposal.
What kind of security guard, he's clearly treating me like a dog.
I'd rather die poor than accept such charity from you.
Newton, with fury churning inside him, almost lost his temper on the spot.
But he hadn't forgotten Zhang Xiaowei's earlier warning; he was no longer alone and had Ma Weiwei waiting to rely on him.
If he were as impulsive and hot-headed as before, wouldn't it chill Ma Weiwei's heart?
"Song Yu, thank you for your kindness. We're planning to open a pharmacy, so we won't add to your troubles,"
He said politely, though in his heart he wished he could tear Song Yu to pieces.
Surprisingly, upon hearing Newton's words, Song Yu's spirit perked up.
