He deliberately exaggerated.
This guy!
It’s so fucking fierce!
If I don’t use some tricks, I’m really afraid I won’t be able to suppress him!
"There's no difference between 15,000 and 50,000, right?"
Zhang Xian scratched his head, not understanding what he was so proud of. "One more thing, what's with all that talk about not being able to support yourself and standing tall? I feel like you have a bit of an inferiority complex."
“You can be poor, but you must have integrity and not let others look down on you.”
"Everyone is equal in this world."
"Take us for example. Even though you earn less, I still treat you as an old classmate."
Lie...
Holy shit…
Sun Kuan is almost driven crazy!
Good job!
Am I poor?
You are a college student who is so poor that you have to collect rags. How dare you tell me this?
"Zhang Xian!"
"Um?"
"You're being too arrogant."
"Is there?"
"Would you please stop blowing it!"
Sun Kuan stopped pretending and straightened his face: "We are old classmates. I saw that you were in such a bad situation, so I wanted to help you!"
"Follow me and you'll earn at least 3,000 yuan a month!"
"But now I regret it!"
"Not only is he poor, but he's also full of nonsense!"
"How can you, a rag collector, have the confidence to teach me?"
Zhang Xian blinked.
Weren’t we talking nicely?
Why did you suddenly turn against me?
besides……
What's the deal with collecting junk?
Just then, the boss came downstairs quickly with tens of thousands of dollars in his hands.
He came directly in front of Zhang Xian.
"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Here's next month's rent."
Um?
So the boss went to get the money?
Why does he speak so respectfully?
And what does rent mean?
Sun Kuan was stunned.
Suddenly a terrible idea came to my mind.
"It's okay, put it in."
Zhang Xian is as generous as ever.
He handed the plastic bag over and opened the bag.
Sun Kuan took a look subconsciously.
The next second, he started coughing violently.
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