When May 1st said that, Zhang Guoqing wasn't surprised at all. With his son's temperament, the fact that he'd already taken his cousins along to make money for two years was already giving them a lot of face.
Besides, the printing factory had started running its own operations, and with the leftover gravy, May 1st wasn't going to be interested in playing anymore.
"As long as you're happy." Zhang Guoqing smiled, noncommittal. "They must've made quite a bit and should be satisfied. There's no such thing in this world as getting the advantage forever."
May 1st tilted his head. "You don't think I was too blunt?"
"What else do you want, hold their hands and lead them around?" Zhang Guoqing's smile faded. "Has Shi Tou come to you?"
"No, Brother Shitou isn't a greedy person." May 1st glanced at Zhou Jiao. "He's graduating next year. I suggested he focus on his studies."
