After Chen Xuan left, Ye Feng calculated another score.
After his relentless efforts over the past few days, he had made considerable progress toward his goal of 10 billion yuan. However, he was still short of more than 5.8 billion yuan. It could be said that there was still a long way to go.
Was there any other way to make money quickly?
Just as he was deep in thought, he suddenly received a call from Zhuang Xiaojiao.
"Has Miss Zhuang thought it through and prepared to help me wash my underwear?"
"You can give up on this idea. I won't help you wash it even if you beat me to death."
"Oh, so it's a mangy dog? You promised to be my servant girl for three days, and now you're acting shamelessly after losing?"
"Who's shameless? I'm not."
"Since you're not, then do as I say."
"Can I use other methods to offset the punishment?"
"Other methods? Don't tell me you want to pay with your body? Well... Let me think about it."