Especially the young girl's dark and indifferent eyes, looking at him with a cold gaze.
It made him involuntarily clench his hand slightly.
The person he had been thinking about day and night had finally come back.
It's just that, she had already forgotten him.
On the way back, Yan Yan directly sent a message to Fu Lifei.
Yan Yan: [Give me her phone number.]
Starting a job surely requires filling out forms, and there's a phone number on it, he knew it very well.
Fu Lifei on the other side replied earnestly after a few minutes: [Selling employee information is illegal.]
Yan Yan sneered and ignored it.
Sure enough, not long after, Fu Lifei couldn't hold back and sent another message, just two words:
[A hundred thousand.]
Yan Yan didn't even blink and directly transferred two hundred thousand to him.
When Fu Lifei saw the transfer, his eyes lit up.
As if he'd discovered a new way to make money.
Without a word, he sent over a string of numbers.
