One million eight hundred thousand, in the eyes of ordinary people, is definitely a huge sum.
Not enough?
If it's not enough, why the hell did you take the job?
Taking the job and then causing trouble, and still swearing at me, what's the deal?
"Brother, let's be reasonable, a price of one million eight hundred thousand per day is quite high in your hacker industry, right.
Moreover, even if the deal doesn't go through, we should still maintain good relations, what do you mean by this?"
Mao Daqing, frozen for a moment, looked icily.
One million eight hundred thousand, he believed it would absolutely attract a powerful hacker to take the job.
Isn't it just checking an IP address?
What are you bragging about!
Also, damn it, I'm the client, OK?
Are hackers really that great?
If you're so capable, come before me, I'll kill you.
"Ha! Good relations? You're preaching to me about good relations?" The shadow on the screen spoke, his voice just as cold.
