After all, news is charged per piece.
Ruan Qian thought to herself, if she guessed right, it would count as one, no one could tell which one would count.
"How is it? How many of the information I gathered is considered useful, and how much is one worth?"
Ruan Qian's face was full of anticipation, and her eyes almost turned into gold.
"Nothing useful, only two pieces of news are of some value.
One is He Wenqing's promotion, and the other is Song Baozhu's recent inquiries.
The first one is two dollars, and the second one is one dollar."
"Huh? Only three dollars in total? I thought each one was worth ten dollars..."
Ruan Qian was very disappointed. She thought she would become rich overnight.
Song Youyou raised her eyebrows.
"I barely paid you for the two pieces of news above, and you still dare to think you can make ten dollars for each piece of news?
Think about it, even if you didn't tell people about He Wenqing's promotion, wouldn't it slowly spread among people around you? It can't really be considered exclusive news, right?
The second one is even more so.
You said Song Baozhu was asking about something, but you still haven't figured out what it was or who it was about."
I said this to prevent Ruan Qian from having any inappropriate thoughts.
To be honest, these two pieces of information are still valuable to Song Youyou.
Especially the second message.
Song Baozhu knew a lot about things in her previous life, and her memory of this era was more than twenty years longer than hers.
Therefore, she would specifically inquire about something, which meant it was something important.
In addition, when He Wenqing was promoted, Song Baozhu actually dared to say that she also had a great contribution. It is not difficult to deduce what role Song Baozhu played in it.
"That's true."
Ruan Qian was persuaded to accept the reality that money was hard to earn and shit was hard to eat.
God knows it is extremely difficult for her to find out the news.
Not only does she have to praise Song Baozhu, but she also has to be compared with her to highlight her own pride.
"but……"
"But what?" Ruan Qian activated her spirit in an instant.
"However, if you can tell me what Song Baozhu is trying to find out, maybe this information could be worth ten dollars."
"Really?!"
Ruan Qian's eyes suddenly burned with raging fire, and she immediately patted her chest and promised:
"Don't worry, I, Ruan Qian, am best at finding out gossip. Just wait, I will definitely be able to explain this news clearly!"
"So... these two pieces of information are three dollars?"
Ruan Qian rubbed her index finger and thumb.
Although he didn't say anything, his words spoke volumes; this was a signal to her that it was time to pay.
Song Youyou is also an honest person and would not do anything that would cause him to default on his debts.
He immediately took out paper and pen from his bag and started writing.
After a while, he finished writing and handed it to her:
"Here, keep this."
"What is this?"
When did a piece of paper represent three dollars?
The authentic works of ancient celebrities are not available, right?
Ruan Qian took it and looked at it doubtfully, and the corners of her raised mouth immediately drooped.
"Repayment receipt?"
"Well, these three dollars will offset the 25 dollars you borrowed. That means you've already paid me back three dollars, which makes a total of 22 dollars. Come on."
Ruan Qian: “…” Swindler!
Song Youyou put away the paper and pen and glanced at her calmly:
“Is there something wrong with this receipt?”
Ruan Qian curled her lips and tried to smile: "...No, no, how could that be."
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