In this world, a considerable number of people have an endless greed for money.
In their eyes, everything has a price, including risk.
As long as the reward is sufficient, a stroke of luck easily defeats fear.
It's not just capitalists who will take risks for profit.
Ge Qinghe was no exception.
Xiao Ming didn't know how she convinced herself, but after about ten minutes of hesitation, the woman picked up the paper on the table and started reading it, memorizing carefully.
Xiao Ming wasn't in a hurry; he picked up an apple from the fruit plate on the coffee table, glanced at Qingfeng, and suddenly, a small knife appeared in Qingfeng's hand, which he brought over with slavish eagerness.
Xiao Ming started to peel the apple, and soon he pulled off a long strip of apple skin. Just when it looked like he was about to complete the peel perfectly, his elbow was suddenly bumped, and the skin broke.