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After returning from the landlady's house in the morning, Zhang Ye crashed back into bed. There was nothing he could do about it. Rao Aimin's throw had caused him to go into a daze. He had still not recovered from it. Of course, the landlady was not easily taken advantage of. He had been taught a lesson, a bloody lesson!
Beep, beep. A short message was received.
Zhang Ye twisted his arm while feeling the pain and tapped on the phone. However, the next moment, he could not be calm. His waist did not ache, and his legs were no longer painful!
It was a notification from the bank!
He had received the copyright fees! There was more than five million Yuan!
Excluding taxes, this was the amount Zhang Ye received for selling "Ghost Blows Out the Light" and several of his fairy tale stories!
