"How much could it be?"
Su Bingbing was somewhat skeptical about Chen Mu's claim.
Chen Mu looked at Su Bingbing's disbelieving expression.
His response, however, seemed a bit more spirited.
As if he had to give Su Bingbing a shock, he said, "Four-digit hourly wage."
Su Bingbing: "!!!"
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"I mean, I no longer care about Zhuang Ruoruo's condition now, I just want to know what kind of part-time job a university student can get that pays a four-digit hourly rate?"
"A four-digit hourly rate, I really have to ask, is this job legitimate?"
"If it's not legitimate, I can go, what am I afraid of, I'm a guy!"
"If you go, it might end up with you donating a kidney..."
"A job you can talk about in front of live cameras should be legitimate, right?"
"Can some people in the bullet chat stop being so dirty-minded? Just because it's high-paying, you think the job isn't legitimate?!"
"Exactly, those spreading obscene rumors, can you keep your minds clean?"
