Forehead?

Xue Yang rolled his eyes and turned to look at his brother.

"Lao San, what about you?

If you sell the copyright of a book for more than ten or two hundred thousand yuan, you are definitely not short of money.

You are just a student. If you don’t fall in love, drink, or spend money randomly, why don’t you dare to buy?”

Cheng Huanchong chuckled bitterly: "It takes two years to sell the copyright of a book, so I think it's too much.

The copyright fee seemed quite high, but I still had to pay taxes! When I got it, there was not much left.

I don't have to spend much money, but I buy clothes just like my elder brother, I accept one or two hundred, but I really don't dare to buy them if they are too expensive.

If it's an old brand with a good reputation, then I might be able to bear the pain and buy it occasionally.

If a new brand is not well-known, but a set costs several hundred yuan - how can I dare to buy it! 80% of the time I will be scammed!"
Chapter completed!