"It's not even worth twenty or thirty bucks, you think it's worth twenty or thirty thousand?"
Luo Zitong said with scorn, "Mo Han, do you think you're still that multi-millionaire boss from before?"
"Wake up! Your company went bankrupt a year ago, you've been penniless for a long time!"
"If it weren't for my cousin supporting you, you wouldn't even know where to beg for food!"
At this moment, Wang Qiang also looked Mo Han up and down and said teasingly, "Brother-in-law, right? I heard from Zi Tong that you've got a limp and no company wants you, how about coming to work at my building materials square?"
"We're actually short of a janitor, and though you're limping, sweeping the toilets shouldn't be too much of a problem."
"Here, I'll make the decision, the cleaning of the ladies' restrooms will be your job! Three thousand a month, lunch included, how about that?"
To have a man in his prime clean toilets, and women's at that, was a humiliation beyond words!
