Elder Yu was stunned when he heard that—fifty thousand refrigerators and fifty thousand air conditioners? Then he gave a dry cough.
"Cough, cough. I was just livening up the atmosphere, making a little joke... What would we need so many refrigerators and air conditioners for?"
Feng Jun glanced at him and said with a smile, "Old man, I think we should consider raising the treatment fee."
Elder Yu truly did not care about that little bit of money. His dry cough had also been playful. Of course, if Feng Jun had said something like, "Old man, you have to keep your word," he would not have minded reluctantly agreeing—at the very least, it would earn him a favor, wouldn't it?
Weren't favors accumulated bit by bit like this?
But this kid was so slippery that Elder Yu could not stand it. "Two million a day... Whose market rate is that?"
"My territory, my rules." Feng Jun smiled indifferently. "The cost of hosting guests in my own home is naturally up to me."
Yu Qingzhu glanced at him, deeply dissatisfied with how he was treating her grandfather.
She truly was an innocent fool. Her displeasure was written all over her face.
Feng Jun did not care about her reaction. Instead, he looked at Li Shishi again. "How much is left on the card?"
"More than twenty million," Little Li answered solemnly. "We currently have thirty million in cash. That was payment for goods settled by Boss Zhang some time ago."
This Boss Zhang was Zhang Dongyuan of Allure Sect. Since Dong Zenghong, the successor of Gugui, had set up the Spirit-Gathering Formation in Allure Sect, his relationship with Feng Jun had rapidly grown closer. Not long ago, he had also taken some Three Lives Wine back to sell.
Elder Yu actually