"What's wrong with becoming a punchline?" Cheng Lang said with a grin. "The ancients said it too: better to make everyone happy than to enjoy yourself alone. Making others happy is better than making them sad."
"That sounds pretty world-weary." Wang snorted. "Anyone who didn't know better would think that, at your age, you'd been through some terrible disaster."
As Wang spoke, he suddenly remembered that Cheng Lang had been an orphan since childhood. After all these years of stumbling along, he had probably experienced more of life's warmth and coldness than most.
With that thought, he found himself a little reluctant to say the teasing remarks that had reached his lips.
After finishing half a bottle of mineral water, Cheng Lang needed the restroom again. He leisurely went upstairs to the second floor. This time, he did not run into the elusive Qin. However, when he came out, he ran into White Jade Capital's security manager, Gu Yong.
"Can you stop driving that beat-up Wuling into the parking lot through the customer entrance?" Gu Yong had been watching from the surveillance room with his heart in his throat, terrified that Cheng Lang might accidentally scrape one of the guests' luxury cars. "I'll get you a pass. Next time, go through the employee entrance."
Cheng Lang froze when he heard that. "There's an employee entrance too?"
"Isn't that obvious?" Gu Yong said. "If you don't use a separate entrance and really do scratch a guest's sports car, who could afford to pay for it?"
More importantly, no one could shoulder that responsibility.
Cheng Lang raised his brows and said with a grin, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Yong."
Gu Yong shot Cheng Lang an annoyed glare. "You really know how to make work for me!"
After a pause,