Su Yinxue did not expect that this guy would set his sights on her.
She was both annoyed and amused, turned around, and playfully tapped Yang Fei's head with a signing pen.
"My bodyguard fee is all going to Fan Yi now, five hundred thousand a month, do you have any objections?"
"Damn, five hundred thousand, that kid Fan Yi really dares to take your money!"
Yang Fei's eyes immediately widened.
It was Su Yinxue's money, but he felt incredibly pained.
Su Yinxue was amused by him.
"With Fan Yi's skills, he's already considered a top-tier chief bodyguard. In the market, a chief bodyguard's monthly salary is a million."
"Five hundred thousand is just half of the salary, and after six months, when my funds are no longer a problem, I will pay everything."
Yang Fei was jolted by this revelation.
"Damn, twelve million a year?"
"With that money, how many Teacher Zang version hip-swinging inflatable girlfriends could I buy? I need to do some serious calculations."
