Scheer was taken aback, and she began to look at Mag in a different light. There was curiosity, astonishment, and a feeling of "like knows like".
Yes.
Ever since she was born, money was simply a number to her.
Nobody knew how much money the Buffett Bank had. That was a number which was huge enough to make the giant dragons and kings envious.
She knew.
That was a bunch of meaningless numbers. At least, they were to her.
"Yes. In fact, what's the use of money and wealth? I have never touched money before, and I'm not interested in it." Scheer laughed at herself. "They thought that I worked hard to make more money, but is there a difference when there's one more or less zero at the end of that bunch of numbers?
Mag suddenly went deep in thought as he looked at Scheer.
Hmm.
It seemed like he had met his match.
The way that rich people showed off was always so similar.
