At this moment, Gauss Weil was like he was in a fire, burning, yet he was still earnestly absorbing this painful power.
Half an hour later, the old man had finished his final words and finally closed his eyes, with no more regrets left.
Wen Yan supported the trembling Gauss Weil and helped him outside.
Wen Yan had wanted to say something, but saw Gauss Weil's eyes were bright, with no sign of wanting to back out.
"Work is so hard, so painful, it's just fantastic. I finally felt that kind of inner pain. Thank you, Wen Yan."
"..." Wen Yan wanted to say more but stopped, finally saying, "As long as you like it."
"I really like it. Just thinking about such a painful job, and it's only five thousand yuan a month, while my rent alone is three thousand. That just makes the job even more painful."
"Where do you rent a place that expensive? The place I rented before was only five hundred."
"The courtyard next door. I specifically checked; three thousand a month."
