Translation. . . . .

A boy named Kenny moved from a big city to the countryside. He wants to buy a donkey from a farmer. It cost him 100 yuan. The farmer agreed to bring the donkey the next day. The next day, the farmer came and said, I'm sorry, the donkey is dead. All right, the boy said, give me my money back. But my father has no money! "Then give me the donkey," Kenny said. The farmer wants to know why you want a dead donkey. The boy said that I could take it as a prize in the lucky draw. The farmer shouted, "Nobody wants a dead donkey!" You're crazy. Kenny said, it's okay. I won't tell them the donkey is dead.

A few months later, the farmer met Kenny. What happened to that dead donkey? Asked the farmer. Kenny said, "Well, I held a lucky draw and told them that the prize was a donkey." The ticket I sold was two yuan each, so I got 998 yuan. The farmer was surprised. Why didn't anyone say no? Kenny said that only the winner said no, so I returned the money to him.

Many years later, Kenny grew up and became a director of Enron.