Ding Guangming thought to himself, "Cheng hasn't settled down either! No, that's not right, Cheng always stays outside on Saturdays and Sundays, and he often takes away meals for two from the cafeteria. Rumors say he has rented a place outside, could it be..."
Song Junsheng, knowing that Jiang Cheng was low-key, did not reveal the number of Talismans he ordered to Zhu Hongcai.
The quality requirement for the Talismans ordered by Jiang Cheng was quite high, so the price was not cheap either.
The disposable ones from the Ocean Talisman Studio were priced at 20 Spirit Stones each, and the Reusable Type was even more expensive, at about 80 Spirit Stones each.
If Jiang Cheng were unscrupulous and sold these Talismans for double the price, he would make a profit of eight hundred thousand!
No matter how one looked at it, it wasn't a small sum of money.
Song Junsheng sighed silently in his heart; he felt that the gap between him and Jiang Cheng was growing wider and wider.
