[J: No jobs lately?]
Claire Green and her group returned to the Aria Court from the bar, and she went straight upstairs.
She logged into M.K and casually sent a message.
It resulted in a bunch of replies.
[Nether Lord: The boss is short on cash again?]
[Bluebird: Nether Lord, that's not fair. When is J ever not short on cash?]
[Spirit Fox: I agree with that; seriously, J, why are you, as a boss, always short on cash?]
Seeing this message, Claire Green raised an eyebrow.
It's a good question.
But who would ever think they have too much money?
At this moment, Garfield logged in slowly.
Seeing the chat history, he immediately exploded.
[Garfield: Damn it, J, you bastard, you still dare to show up.]
Claire Green curved her lips, looking entirely nonchalant.
Her fingers tapped on the keyboard, unhurried.
[J: Old Cat, you've been holding that anger for a while.]
[Nether Lord: Haha, it's probably because he was pissed about going to R Nation recently to find you.]
