Since the speakerphone was on, Wei Qingran had already heard what Jiangli said. She immediately whispered to Song Wenjun about Jiangli's fee standards and added, "It's normal to charge in this line of work, and there's no fixed standard for fees; it all depends on the master's ability."
Upon hearing this, Song Wenjun subconsciously frowned.
Eighty thousand per incident, this amount, for Song Wenjun, is not considered much.
But, to suddenly start at eighty thousand...
Makes one have to think twice.
However, Little Caihong had already had an accident tonight.
Song Wenjun feared that if what Jiangli said turned out to be true, what would she do then?
Better safe than sorry.
She didn't dare to gamble.
Song Wenjun could only agree, "Alright, as long as the Abbot can save my daughter, any price will do."
