Chapter 337 The pain that cannot be endured in this life
Huo Wendong looked at the shattered fragments of the teacup on the ground. He felt as though every bone in his body had been removed.
Meanwhile, Long Aotian continued delivering his profound insights:
"A few minutes ago, before I appeared in this room, could you have predicted its fate? Could you?"
Huo Wendong lifted his head, completely dumbfounded, and shook it.
"Exactly! That's what change is! Change happens just like that—so suddenly!"
Long Aotian declared, "This project of ours is the same way. We can't expect everything to go exactly as scripted after we've designed it. Right now, I'm asking you for seventy billion because we need to handle these unforeseen situations!"
Huo Wendong knelt on the ground, picking up the shattered pieces, on the verge of tears.
Long Aotian said, "Why are you still collecting that junk? Look, let me show you something else. Take this painting, for example. Before I arrived, could you have imagined it being torn apart?"
"Big brother! You're my big brother! Don't touch my painting! That's from the Song Dynasty—"
Long Aotian, with a ripping sound, tore the painting into two pieces.
"Destiny is just that marvelous!"