Then, considering that today is Labor Day, Shen Qian realized that the holiday benefits the aunt who helped him with the procedures meant!
If we follow this line of thinking, wouldn't the number of people celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holidays double...?
Unfortunately, it doesn't start counting from the year.
Shen Qian's mother called soon after, sharing her joy at receiving the money. It took Shen Qian a long time to convince Wang Xiaojuan to give up the idea of sending him half of the money.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Qian clicked his tongue, looked around to make sure no one was there, and then checked his bank card balance on his bracelet.
"Your account ending in 1024 has a balance of 74 yuan."
Upon seeing that long string of numbers, Shen Qian couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Before I knew it, I was already a member of the prestigious 300,000 RMB household club.
Five energy potions sold for 250,000, plus a Fusion Pill sold to Zheng Shaoyang...
Rongyuan Dan was also sold yesterday. Zheng Shaoyang's father generously brought 98,000 yuan in cash to the school, which made Shen Qian secretly sigh that those who could become martial arts prodigies were not short of money.
These large sums of income, when added together, amounted to the current balance in my bank account.
Even though he gave all his martial arts subsidies to his family, it didn't affect his status.
In that instant, the somewhat arrogant Shen Qian even had the idea of rushing to the Emperor's Club in the North City to have some fun again... well, he seems to be an unregistered resident there now, so forget it.
Humming a little tune, Shen Qian walked towards the Kyushu Martial Arts Hall in the setting sun, but as he walked, the tune gradually faded away, turning into a barely audible sigh.
"You could ask a martial artist from the Mountain and Sea Realm to help you, starting at a million. Shen Qian, you're still far from that level..."
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