Wen Ran speculated with suspicion when Fu Chenlie spoke up, "What are you doing here?"
His voice was slightly displeased.
"I'm working here," the girl said.
The man frowned slightly, "Can't find any other work, so you ran here to work?"
The girl gave a bitter smile, "Something happened at home, and we're short of money. But I'm just working as a waitress, not providing any other services."
Fu Chenlie took the juice that the girl was holding on the tray and placed it in front of Wen Ran.
At the same time, he also posed a question, "How much do you need?"
The girl was startled, then said, "One hundred thousand yuan."
After answering, she did not forget to add with a smile, "If I work here, I can earn that much in about half a year."