Zhang Jingdong's smile suddenly became a bit more pronounced: "Cousin, but after all, I'm not Wang Tao, and since I was young, the thing I hate eating most is loss."
"I think people suffer losses purely because of low intelligence, and I have always been confident about my intelligence."
Tang Tang's lips also curved into a beautiful arc: "Brother, intelligence is actually relative. You scored 500 points in the college entrance exam, so when you face someone who scored only 200 points, you can indeed say you are intelligent. But when you face someone who scored 600 points, you have to admit your intelligence is lower."
"And based on your final college entrance exam results, you attended Xijiang University, while my scores could have gotten me into Huqing Yan University, so if we're comparing intelligence, you're still the younger brother."
At this point, Zhang Jingdong picked up a bottle of Hennessy, gently flicked it open with his left thumb, and poured Tang Tang a glass.
