Jia Jing'an praised, "Brother Fang's talent is known to all. The ingenuity of this wheelchair further showcases your wisdom. The method of selling wheelchairs could only be thought of and executed by someone of great benevolence and virtue. Please accept my bow." He then bowed deeply.
Everyone else followed suit.
Fang Yun hadn't expected such a grand gesture. He quickly said, "It was merely a small effort on my part. I earn from selling books, so I don't lack silver. Even if I were truly in need, I wouldn't be so generous." Fang Yun was both modest and honest.
Ma Xiong said, "If you truly didn't want a single penny, it might be seen as fishing for fame. But you take some and leave some, which is truly a moral act. You have this thought and put it into action, which is great righteousness and virtue, and the mark of a gentleman."
It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "pawread.com".
"Brother Ma, you flatter me. Let's continue discussing the wheelchair." Fang Yun didn't argue further, a vague thought flickering in his mind.
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