Xue Yuantong curled up on the chair, admiringly said, "Jiang Ning, you still have a way."
Jiang Ning wiped the cola can with a wet tissue: "It's alright."
Taking a sip of cola during the winter, that refreshing feeling requires a certain stomach tolerance, but fortunately, Jiang Ning's organs were all tempered by Body Refinement.
Butcher Zhang saw his son looking sullen and patted him with his coarse hand: "What's wrong, kid? Isn't it just buying two cans of soda? Neighbors helping each other is the way, haha!"
Zhang Ruyun shook his head: "It's not about the cola."
He thought of his accomplished classmates and couldn't help asking, "Dad, if a guy is still in college and can earn 500,000 at 20, isn't he really amazing?"
Butcher Zhang: "Unbelievable! Your dad couldn't even make half of that in a year!"
Zhang Ruyun: "Is 500,000 really so hard to earn?"
Butcher Zhang shook his head: "500,000 could buy a 100-square-meter house in the urban area."
