"Li Hanyu, you can earn so much money now, you have to treat us this time."
"Yeah, right, we're broke, really pitiful."
The short-haired girl finished speaking, and the other two girls chimed in chirpily.
"Of course, no problem," Li Hanyu said, patting his chest.
His family's financial situation is average; his parents give him a monthly allowance of two thousand. However, the six thousand salary from writing a novel on the twelfth is about to be paid, so he's not stingy about spending money.
Seeing these girls first talking to Qin Yun, and then to Li Hanyu, Zhao Kanghao felt quite dismayed.
He glanced around and said, "Come on, everyone, first time meeting, let's have a drink, no need to say more."
He raised a glass of beer in his hand.
"That's right, let's chat while drinking,"
said the long-legged, pretty girl Jiang Yi with a smile.
