A keeper was waiting at the entrance. Zhao Yiyi opened the door and had the keeper take Durian back.
Song He was thirsty. He walked over to the water dispenser in the corner, picked up a teacup, and filled it with water.
"What's this? You really want to train Durian in the direction of financial investment?" Zhao Yiyi stood by the window with her arms folded, asking curiously.
"It has talent, doesn't it?" Song He smiled.
"If you're talking about talent, it did have some tricks up its sleeve when it dared to lend money at interest. But can a Red-haired Gorilla really become an investment master?" Zhao Yiyi's expression was complicated. "God of Stocks Durian? Financial Mogul Durian? Isn't that too absurd?"
"It is definitely absurd. Of course, I don't expect Durian to become an investment master. But since it's interested in making money, I might as well use money-making as bait and guide it to read and study more." Song He said, "I want to see just how far the effects of the Second Generation Brain Spring can go!"
"Devious!" Zhao Yiyi curled her lips, turned to look out the window, and suddenly changed expression. "What is Durian doing?"
Song He hurriedly looked out the window as well.
The keeper was leading Durian back. Just after they reached the area below the building, Durian said something to the keeper, then turned and ran toward a trash can.
It picked up the Analects of Confucius it had just bought, tore off the cover without hesitation, and threw it into the trash can.
Then it looked at the title page. When it saw that the two characters for Analects of Confucius were printed there too, it decisively tore that off and threw it away as well.
After throwing it away,