Accumulating bark early is being prepared for a rainy day.
Principal Qingwu was so angry that he almost fainted, taking his things right in front of his face.
Truly unlucky.
Ding Beitu, this student, could have come at any other time, but no, he comes when all the Wuda are present.
If these Wuda people weren't here, Qingwu could have casually said a few words, given a few million, and perhaps the student would have been persuaded.
But now, things are different.
This group of people will definitely engage in malicious competition.
It's not good news.
"Sorry everyone, as I said, my teacher has done so much for me, and these barks are a special gift for my teacher, I can't sell them."
Su Yue shook his head calmly.
A drop of water's grace should be returned with a fountain.
Ding Beitu's help wasn't just financial aid for tuition fees.
Back then, when I was in distress, distressed every day, Ding Beitu tirelessly guided me.
