Ji Luo was furious. "Zhu Ji, why are you showing off in front of us?"
Zhu Ji glanced at him and replied, "Ji Luo, you're wrong. I'm not showing off. I'm just making friends with Miss Qin. Why are you so agitated?"
"You..." Ji Luo glared at him.
Zhu Ji's gaze swept past Fu Ge. Seeing his calm expression, he smiled and asked, "Fu Ge, you don't mind, right?"
Fu Ge raised his eyebrows. "Why would I be bothered by you? Zhu Ji, when you go out in the future, you must bring a few more mirrors with you."
Zhu Ji pretended not to hear that. He looked at the boss and said, "Calculate how much money is in that pile."
The owner was overjoyed by how rich he looked. "I'll count it immediately."
Qin Jianxi lost interest. "Let's go!"
Fu Ge's lips curled up. "Okay."
Zhu Ji stretched out his hand and blocked Qin Jianxi. "Miss Qin, I bought these goods for you."
