Oliver Jian felt that with Sebastian Bai's conditions, he could go into business and even if he couldn't get rich, he could at least get out of poverty and live a well-off life.
Sebastian Bai refused in all seriousness: "I am pure."
"Then just stay pure." Oliver Jian picked up a drunken shrimp and peeled it slowly, "Anyway, you have a place to live and food to eat. Even if your father doesn't give you money, you won't starve to death."
"Yeah, that's right. And I have all my limbs intact. When I get admitted to a university in the north, I will work four jobs during the summer vacation to save up tuition, and then take the green train, standing for 24 hours, all the way north. I go to class during the day and work at night. Three meals a day are steamed buns with pickles. In winter, I don't even have a decent coat. My hands and feet are covered with sores, colds and fevers. When I meet my old classmates in the north and they ask me why I have fallen to this point, I will say that there was a heartless man named Oliver Jian who said he would support me but wanted me to go to the sea, but I was chaste and strong-willed..."
"You can shut up now!" Oliver Jian could no longer bear it and gritted his teeth, "I think I still like the way you are in front of your dad."
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