"What small money? I..." Xie Zhenhai was about to argue.
Pow!
Lu Xun directly threw two contracts on the table: "Come, come, take a look. Do you think working in the shadows for five thousand years can earn you the money from these two contracts?"
The couple exchanged glances and opened the contracts with a mix of shock and uncertainty.
Hiss—
In the next moment, both uncle and aunt's hands trembled, inhaling sharply.
A monthly salary of 1.2 million for a year?
Plus a temporary contract with a daily salary of 50 million?
For a moment, their minds were a mess, overwhelmed.
"I'm not trying to show off," Lu Xun patiently explained, "I just want to say, like the previous owner of this old house, Zhu Family's son who succeeded and casually sold the old house, moving the whole family to the Inner City District to live an elite life, thus his struggle became more meaningful and his life felt more fulfilling."
