After Hu Bin introduced himself, Hu Jiawang put his embarrassment aside, stood up, and said, "Hu Jiawang, vice president of the Nirvana Organization's Alola Region branch."
Hu Jiawang thought that once he said this, Hu Bin would look at him with admiration. To his surprise, however, Hu Bin showed no admiration at all. Instead, his expression was one of disdain and bitter disappointment.
Puzzled, Hu Jiawang couldn't help asking, "What's with that look?"
Hu Bin clutched his chest, looking utterly heartbroken. "Uncle, you're getting on in years, but you have no girlfriend, no kids, and you're still only a vice president at work! You can't even compare to Wu Geng. At least he has his own business and is an actual president!"
"Look at yourself! What have you even done all these years? You're a disgrace!"
After this relentless barrage from Hu Bin, Hu Jiawang was completely dazed and began sinking into profound self-doubt!
He's right. What have I done all these years? Why do I feel like such a failure after hearing Hu Bin put it that way?
My future looks so bleak! I don't really want to live anymore. I feel useless!
Seeing his uncle looking like a listless lump with nothing left to live for, Hu Bin felt a little bad. "Uncle, you're not actually that bad. I believe you'll find success and win your lady's heart within your lifetime, in the not-too-distant future!"
After hearing Hu Bin's words, Hu Jiawang felt a ray of light break through his bleak existence. He looked at Hu Bin excitedly and asked, "Binbin, how long do you think it'll take me to get promoted, make a fortune, and win my lady's heart?"
Looking at the excited Hu Jiawang, Hu Bin thought for a moment before slowly saying, "No more than