Wu Shi stayed silent for a moment before saying, "Please thank him for his kind offer on my behalf."
"Got it."
Sid didn't ask why he was turning away easy money that had been delivered right to their doorstep. He knew that as the agent of a rising star with immense potential like Wu Shi, he had simply placed his bet early.
Compared to those veteran sports agents, there was still a considerable gap in his professional capabilities—including his network, operational methods, and so on. However, his greatest advantage over them was his tight-knit relationship with Wu Shi. The bond they had cultivated since their karting days allowed him to sit securely in this position. Because of this, unless Wu Shi's decisions were exceptionally outrageous, he would never voice a dissenting opinion.
The airplane engines roared. An eleven-hour flight was neither too long nor too short.
