Before she could continue with her sarcastic remarks, Wei Shuojie slapped her on the shoulder in frustration.
"Oh, just shut up! I haven't died from overworking myself to the bone, but you're about to disgust me to death!"
Ni Bingyan stared at her with lifeless eyes. "Isn't this the kind of disgusting thing you want me to do?"
Wei Shuojie fell silent.
Ni Bingyan preferred to let her skills do the talking. Sister Wei, on the other hand, had reached middle age and grown more worldly; she believed that sometimes, connections were more important than anything else.
"Sister Wei, believe me. Connections might be enough to stand out from the crowd, but if you want to reach the very top, you have to rely on yourself.
"Your suggestion is a good one, but please forgive me, I have to refuse.
