Talking about this topic, Wang Weiyin's anger turned into bitterness: "Really can't discuss it anymore?"
Qin Hao looked serious: "Thank you for your kindness, Director Wang, but my mind is made up."
Wang Weiyin's face twitched twice and said: "But do you know who the old man just now was? He is ready to pave the way for your future. As long as you keep running, your future will be extremely bright. Maybe you could surpass Yao Xiang and become the number one in the domestic sports scene!"
This is undoubtedly a huge pie, if an ordinary person heard it, they might breathe rapidly.
Qin Hao, however, just sighed: "I certainly know that the old man has a noble status. But for me, wealth, fame, and power are mere fleeting clouds."
"But, Xiaojie, you..."
Wang Weiyin wanted to say more, but Qin Hao interrupted with a wave of his hand: "I am determined to leave, I hope Director Wang can accommodate me."
At this point, what else could Wang Weiyin say?
