Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao suddenly remembered the main issue, his expression turning serious as he retorted with righteous indignation.
"Senior sister, it's not about brotherhood or anything, the key is my innocence!"
"What do you want then?"
"I need more money!"
"..."
"Isn't it all the same in the end?!"
"It's not the same!"
"How's it not the same?"
"My innocence is more expensive! Ten thousand isn't enough!"
"..."
"Twenty thousand, not a penny more!"
"Fifty thousand! You're only losing money, but I'm losing my reputation!!"
"Thirty thousand, take it or leave it!"
"Deal!"
Listening to the goofy conversation behind him, Li Cang silently rolled his eyes and carried all the bags into the kitchen.
On the other side, upon checking the bank deposit notification, Zhu Haomiao's face immediately lit up with joy.
"Senior sister, feel free to find me for this kind of business in the future, I'm a pro at generating hatred!"
