"Three thousand!" Hearing this number, Zhang Peng was taken aback. You have to know, Zhang Peng is still a student, and three thousand is not a small amount for him. Zhang Peng looked at the red hair and said, "Three thousand is too much, can't it be a bit less? We're both students, and we can't come up with so much money..."
But the red hair was adamant: "I said, three thousand means three thousand, not a penny less! Do you know how many people want to work here? Even a waiter earns four thousand a month, and even more for watching over things. I'm only asking for a three thousand introduction fee, which is completely worth it, understand?"
"Fine, I'll give you three thousand!" Feng said, taking out his phone and scanning to transfer the money.
Soon, the red hair received Feng's three thousand. Both the red hair and curly hair were stunned, not expecting Feng to transfer the money so readily. Feng asked the red hair, "Is it okay now?"
