Seeing Song Bing's reluctant expression, Tang Hao said with a smile, "We're not asking you to become a carpenter. We want you to learn the trade so you can become a factory manager in the future. Just think, if the manager of a wood carving factory doesn't understand anything about wood carving, wouldn't that be ridiculous?" Song Bing still looked unwilling.
"I didn't say I'd want to be the manager of this factory in the future, did I? I've told you many times, I'm still in university. After I graduate, I want to make my own way for a few years. In any case, I absolutely won't consider coming back to take over the family business before I turn thirty."
The viewers in the live broadcast room became restless upon hearing Song Bing's words.
"Is this what they call a rich second generation? He speaks so arrogantly. If I had such a family business, why would I even bother with university? I wouldn't need anyone to pressure me; I'd take over the family business on my own initiative!"
