Han Fei felt deeply insulted.
He hadn't imagined his painstaking efforts to impart business knowledge
would be met with such ruthless mockery.
He sighed again, too many in this world failed to understand him.
Those who truly understood were far too few.
He wanted to start his own business, he wanted to prove himself to this world.
"All of you who look down upon me, there will come a day... do not underestimate the middle-aged and poor."
With a snort.
Han Fei left with his aunt Liu Xiu'ai, as for his girlfriend Lin Jia, it was better off without her.
Wait until he surpasses Penguin in two years, Alibaba in three, and in five, he would knock Bill from the position of the world's wealthiest.
Those mocking him now would only be fit to crane their necks and look up.
Han Fei drove an entry-level Mercedes and said on his way home, "Mom, I am going to start my own business."
