novelraw Chapter 3305: How much is your backbone worth?
Chapter 3305: How much is your backbone worth?
Chapter 3305: How much is your backbone worth?
Chapter 3305 How much is your backbone worth?
Young Master Shangguan.
Chaolu stood beside the sofa and called out.
Xingchi opened his eyes quietly, with a hint of confusion in his deep eyes.
After a few seconds, it gradually became clear. He sat up straight and rubbed his forehead with one hand, "Huh?"
Smell the aroma of food and feel hungry.
Is the food ready? he raised his eyes and asked.
Chao Lu pursed her lips. What did he mean by acting so naturally?
Do you still want to stay for dinner?
Its done, Master Shangguan, its time for you to go, right?
Xingchi stood up, passed her with his tall body, and walked straight to the restaurant.
Hey, where are you going?
"I'm hungry."
I didnt cook for you!
I eat vegetables.
Chao Lu couldnt believe that he was so shameless!
Why are you so shameless and want to stay?
Xingchi took the bowl and chopsticks and served himself the rice. He sat down at the table in silence and started eating by himself.
The feeling of being pelted with money
Twenty thousand? Xingchi lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice.
The soft rice has a strong rice aroma and is especially delicious.
Can't help but take another bite, chewing slowly and elegantly.
"I won't do it, you get out." Chaolu obviously lacked confidence.
Xingchi curled his lips and smiled, put down his chopsticks, leaned back leisurely on the chair, and said in a preaching tone, "Chaolu, don't you understand now? Integrity is really not worth a lot of money. Drive me away now. It's a moment of pleasure. But you also drive away an opportunity to make money. Is it worth it? How much is your monthly salary if you go out to find a job?"
A month's salary may not be as much as the money to cook for him.
Chaolu is always silent.
"Working for someone is not work. Cooking for me is not necessarily more tiring than working." Xingchi tapped the bowl with his chopsticks: "Put down the dishes."
Chao Lu glared at him.
A faint smile appeared on Xingchi's thin lips, "Twenty thousand, think about it carefully."
The salary for a meal is 20,000 yuan, plus the cost of ingredients. No matter what, Chaolu has made money.
Sometimes, integrity is really not worth a lot of money.
At least, her backbone is really not worth 20,000 yuan now.
After thinking about it clearly, her heart suddenly became enlightened. Chaolu put the dish in front of him and said, "Master Shangguan, please use it."
The price is clearly marked, so she wont lose money anyway!
Xingchi raised his eyebrows, very satisfied with her knowledge of current affairs, and took a bite of the tomato scrambled eggs she made.
Very ordinary home-cooked food, but tastes good.
Chaolu took the bowl and was about to go into the kitchen to eat. Xingchi frowned slightly, "Where are you going?"