It's just Wang Hao's monthly income, what's the big deal?

Even Yunxi looked at Wang Hao with a puzzled expression, not understanding why he would say that.

After all, she still trusted Wang Hao's character.

Although she knew that Wang Hao would not easily hand her over to the other party, surely the Tan family could afford Wang Hao's monthly income?

No matter how strong Wang Hao is, he is just a martial artist. How much can he earn in a month?

Is Wang Hao really going to sell himself for a pittance?

But upon hearing this, Wang Hao appeared remarkably calm.

He quietly took out his phone, opened his account, and said casually, "Look closely, last month's total revenue was 300 billion..."

puff!

Upon hearing this, Tan Ming immediately spat out a mouthful of water, his eyes widening in disbelief!

"How much did you say? Thirty million?"

He only heard "three thousand" and didn't hear the units that followed.

Thirty million is not a small amount!

His own company only has this much revenue per year!

Wang Hao's monthly net profit is 30 million?

Are you kidding me?

But Wang Hao remained calm.

He looked at Tan Ming across from him and said calmly, "You misheard, it's not thirty million."

"How much is that? Three thousand? That's so little?" Tan Mingchang breathed a sigh of relief, then couldn't help but shake his head secretly. "Yeah, you're probably just a high school graduate who didn't get into college, so three thousand a month is appropriate."

No problem, I…

Tan Ming was about to say he would give it to him, but before he could finish speaking, Wang Hao interrupted him.

"Not thirty million, it's thirty hundred... hundred million!"