Damn it, we've lost a fortune.

He should have known that Lao Li and his group were wealthy enough to support the massive New World to this day; he shouldn't have tried to save them money.

After all that fuss, it turns out the clown was himself.

Heartbreaking!

I want to punch someone!

His aura was so low that the director, who had initially wanted to struggle, gave up and let him throw him out, shrinking back in his seat.

The door slammed shut with a bang.

The director snorted, "A sore loser who can't take a bet, serves him right for only asking for a thousand."

"It's still a matter of lacking perspective."

He shook his head, turned and left to prepare the medical robot.

Inside the room, Gu Shiqian was smiling as he asked Sang Ning, "How was my acting?"

Sanning, "???"

"What? Uncle, were you just acting?"

"yes."

Gu Shiqian nodded, but Sang Ning found it strange, "Why do we have to act?"

Gu Shiqian's smile faded. "It concerns the genetic issues of the new humans, so we shouldn't have taken this money."

"But if we don't take it, Lao Li and the others will feel guilty and will suspect that we have a conspiracy."

"After all, the authoritarian center has suppressed us for too long, and our relationship with the new humans is truly disharmonious."

Sang Ning's lips twitched. "Talking about harmony is just self-aggrandizement. The attitude of the new humans towards us pure-blooded humans a while ago can no longer be described as discrimination."

This is the truth, and as someone who has studied away from home, Gu Shiqian understands this deeply.

It's not that they're not good enough; they probably didn't know how much bullying they would have endured when they were in school.