He gritted his teeth and said, "Two hundred thousand per job!"
Zhixi readily agreed, "No problem!"
She knew that He Jingyao's assets had now turned into astronomical figures, so two hundred thousand per job... really wasn't an issue, yep.
"You... are you really rich?" Xiaozhou couldn't help but ask.
He intentionally overcharged, but didn't expect her to agree without hesitation.
"Uh... I don't have that much money," Zhixi thought for a moment, "but I'll work hard to earn it!"
Xiaozhou had a look of disbelief, his gaze falling on her swollen belly. He clenched his teeth, ultimately resisting the urge to comment.
"Alright then, if you need anything, just call me from next door." He looked as if he could barely stand, "I'm going to get some rest first."
"Go on, then." Zhixi looked at his state, really worried, "Come over for a meal when you have time."
Just as she finished speaking, she received a disapproving look from He Jingyao.
