"Self-taught talent, it's really too much to have you stay here as a waiter. Buhui, do you want to work at my company? You can name your salary, and we'll cover your meals and accommodation." Mo Beichen dangled a bait.
But he forgot, Buhui is a person of few desires, indifferent to material possessions.
Buhui shook her head, "Thank you for your kindness, I don't need much money. As long as there's a place to eat and sleep, I'm content."
Mo Beichen furrowed his brows, reasoning earnestly, "Buhui, people shouldn't be without ambition. People strive to move upward, just as water flows downward. This is a simple truth. Now you have an opportunity to advance, why stay where you are?"
Buhui looked at him, her gaze cold and indifferent, "The reason I'm here is that I don't want to be homeless. Having a place to stay is good enough. So the idea of striving for the top, I haven't considered it. After all, I'm already flowing downward."
