Zhao Yao laughed slyly and said, "I'm smart." As he spoke, he lacked some confidence because this idea wasn't his own; it was borrowed from the world of the Zhao Yao in his dreams.
Uncle Gao gave Zhao Yao a thumbs-up: "Your Highness, if you can't make money, then no one in this world can."
He asked again, "Do you have any other clever ways to make money?"
Zhao Yao playfully winked at Uncle Gao: "Not telling you."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Gao was not angry. If he doesn't want to tell him, then so be it.
"Your Highness, are you just going to share this runway idea with Boss Li like that?" Uncle Gao asked puzzledly, "Isn't this a business secret?"
