He Jichen raised his hand and took a hard drag. Through the lingering smoke, he glanced at Han Zhifan, who had an indescribable look on his face.
"What's up? Not happy at B-film?" Han Zhifan spoke again. At the mention of B-film, Han Zhifan continued, "I did tell you... You already got your bachelor's degree from a prestigious university. They even wanted to send you to study at an American university, but in the end, you wasted so many years of your academic career to start over at B-film?"
"I really don't know what to say. Can B-film even compete with prestigious schools? Can it compete with America?"
"In any case, if you're bored of studying, it'd probably be easy for you to just become a CEO of a listed company with all your years in university!"
"Not to mention, even if you didn't want to be some CEO, couldn't you just go home and take over He Enterprises?"
