After sending off Yao Weiyi and Li Mu.
Yun Qiuce wiped his tears, went to another room, took out the Red Paper Man from his pocket, and looked at Yun Qi as if seeking praise, "How about it? Is uncle's acting okay?"
"A big thumbs up for uncle, you were amazing." Yun Qi tilted her head, earnestly giving him a thumbs-up.
"Of course, but isn't the one hundred million yuan membership fee a bit too expensive? If it's a scam, the loss would be huge."
"Don't worry, let Unit 49 foot the bill. This underground organization is just a gathering of the rich. For them, spending one hundred million yuan for immortality and longevity is totally worth it. Uncle, don't act so stingy. After all, you're a terminally ill patient. You must show that desperate struggle to survive."
Yun Qiuce patted his chest with pride, "Rest assured of uncle's acting."
A few days later, Yun Qiuce contacted Yao Weiyi and Li Mu, agreeing to join.
