"You, you've really got it good."
Li Xiangqin admired her. "Who's your dad? Is he really that rich?"
"My dad works in real estate."
"No wonder."
Li Xiangqin suddenly understood. "I heard people in real estate all make huge fortunes."
"Not really."
Ling Tian blushed. "I don't know exactly how much money he makes. I only know I have enough to spend."
Seeing the girl growing embarrassed, the two women tactfully stopped asking.
Continuing would have been impolite.
After all, it involved her family's privacy.
"Are you sure you want to do it?"
Ling Tian looked at Ling Lingqi.
"Of course. Absolutely. One hundred percent."
Damn it.
Selling pork was exhausting every day. It was dirty, smelly, and bloody, and he had to get up before dawn and work until night. He could not even earn two hundred yuan a month.
Now, all he had to do was become the leader of a fan support group, and he could earn eight hundred yuan while chasing his favorite idol, Ding Ling!
It was simply too good a deal.
He would be making a killing.
Anyone who turned him down would be an idiot!
"What about Xiangqin?"
Ling Tian looked at Li Xiangqin expectantly. "Sister Xiangqin, will you say yes too? Our group can't do without a beautiful, cool big sister like you. With a dashing sister like you leading us, our group will definitely be very united."
Li Xiangqin hesitated for a while before saying, "I may be busy most of the time. I won't be able to keep up with the group's work."
"That's fine."
Ling Tian smiled. "There isn't much work in the group anyway. We just occasionally hold gatherings, organize members to stake out Ding Ling, and cheer for him."
"All right. I agree."
Li Xiangqin nodded. "But