"That's enough for today."
As dusk settled, Ji Jue washed his hands in front of the faucet, wiped away the dirt, and nodded, saying, "Thanks for your guidance, Yan Gong. I think I've almost got the hang of most of it."
Got the hang of it? Most of it?
Do you want to hear yourself talking nonsense?
Yan Jian shook his head blankly beside him, too tired to even agree.
Whatever you say.
If you think it's fine, it's fine.
"I pretty much understand the situation now."
Ji Jue turned around, looking at him, "These years have not been easy for you handling things alone, Yan Gong. If you want to leave, I won't hold you back. I'll do my best to ensure you get maximum compensation.
Of course, if you can stay, that would be even better."
Ji Jue smiled gently, "After all, it's not easy to restart production. Having you around boosts my confidence quite a bit."
Silence ensued.
