Jiang Li returned to class to find the girls leaving, scattered and few. Chen Dan and Liang Zhouyue were standing together by the podium, chatting and laughing.
Primarily, it was Chen Dan talking, as if performing a solo comic routine.
"Do you know how much money I made selling his WeChat during the sports meet?"
Hearing this, Liang Zhouyue seriously pondered, thinking of the number of friend requests Jiang Li had received that day, which had exceeded a hundred.
"How much did you make for each sale?"
Chen Dan's smile deepened as he extended two fingers towards her.
"Two hundred per person?" Liang Zhouyue was shocked, thinking to herself how easily money came from women.
"The key is that Jiang Li is in high demand. The only reason I couldn't sell that day was that his account had reached its limit; otherwise, I could have made a fortune."
Of course, the money was pocket change for Chen Dan, but he found the process of making it enjoyable and amusing.