"However, Yin You was right," Qiu Ran thought, feeling that Qin Yu's time should not be wasted on this fat man.
So when they approached Qin Yu, Qiu Ran thrust his long sword into the ground, leaning on the hilt, he asked Qin Yu in a muffled voice, "Do I still have a free house to stay in? I'm a bit strapped for cash recently and can't afford to rent elsewhere."
Well, that was somewhat euphemistic.
The big man had his own kind of gentleness and consideration.
Hu Siyu sheathed his long sword, his figure ethereal, embodying an elegant and cool beauty—a true male version of the White Lotus.
But he followed the path of a money-loving crafty merchant, so he asked, "Is there any hope to partner with you for a joint promotional event at the store?"
Fei Yuan said, "I don't have much to ask, just that if your event succeeds, give me an internal discount."
