Sun Pu failed to read between the lines as he smiled. "My name is no good. It just makes me too ordinary. If I had a better name, I might have been a successful man already."
"How long have you been here?" asked Fangzheng out of curiosity.
"A year."
"A year. Twelve months, huh?" Fangzheng added inwardly: "To wash feet around ten times a month, he must have washed more than a hundred pairs of feet in a year. It's no wonder his skill is so good! If this guy doesn't work out in network marketing, he can probably get a job in a foot reflexology store and make it rich!"
After his feet were washed, Xu Yin brought in a bowl of water and placed it to the side. "It's hot, so you can drink this when you are thirsty at night."
Fangzheng quickly thanked him. Although Xu Yin was up to no good, Fangzheng knew not to smack a smiling person.
Xu Yin left shortly after he said some pleasantries.
