Outside the store, the three sworn brothers from dorm 309 couldn't understand a word Brother Zhu was saying.
"Storytelling?"
The purpose of Brother Zhu opening this shop was to tell stories?
What on earth!
Indeed, the thoughts of successful people are not like ours.
We can't understand what he's thinking.
That compelling aura he has is also something we just can't learn no matter how hard we try.
Dong Dong has been trying to imitate Cheng Zhu's swagger for a long time but never achieves a good effect.
If it were him, and his high-end milk tea shop was doing so well, he'd be boasting about sales and profits all day long.
Yet, Brother Zhu said something he's never cared about before; he never concerned himself with sales.
Deep down, Dong Dong started to feel that bragging about having a monthly living expense of ten thousand was truly low-level.
In fact, Cheng Zhu really didn't care.
