"How many archaeological experts did Boss Yang give me their phone numbers? It's never going to end!"
Xu Lu sighed.
But since it was a favor that Boss Yang had done, he thought about it for a moment and didn't refuse, but instead clicked to answer.
A voice came from the other side very quickly:
"Hello, is this Mr. Xu Lu? I am Zhou Tianzheng, the president of the Great Xia Archaeological Association."
The association has learned that Mr. Xu has some expertise in archaeology, so it is now offering a special membership spot..."
Hearing this, Xu Lu suddenly asked:
"Um, is there any fee for joining the membership?"
"Mr. Xu, we don't force members to pay any money. However, in order to maintain the association's development, members usually voluntarily donate some funds for activities. Some donations can be hundreds of thousands or even millions, while others are usually as little as eight thousand eight hundred..."
The president on the other side, Zhou Tianzheng, spoke righteously.
Xu Lu's eyes darted around, and he immediately began to speak:
"Can I donate 300 million?"
“Three…three hundred million? This…Mr. Xu, of course, of course…”
The 'Chairman Zhou' on the other side was probably stunned by the number, and was so excited that he couldn't even finish his sentence.
However, Xu Lu quickly followed up with his next sentence:
"President Zhou, don't get agitated, I was just joking! Others might donate without a three hundred million, but I happen to have three hundred million, so I definitely won't donate!"
The 'Chairman Zhou' on the other side was dumbfounded, and said in an annoyed tone:
"Mr. Xu, are you... are you kidding me?"
"I was just teasing you, and you're only just realizing it now?"
I said, "You're such a liar, you're so clueless! Are you just not thinking straight? Hahahaha!"
Xu Lu burst into laughter.
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