Not far away, Ou Youning, who had stopped his work and walked back to stand alongside Ren Zhong, had a passionate and envious smile on his face, but his voice was low and gritted, "Damn it. We've been targeted, just as expected. Bastards. Vampires."
Ren Zhong: "What do you mean?"
Ou Youning still smiled very kindly and warmly, "We've got a good vehicle and a chance to climb up. These scumbags immediately come to choke us. I don't fucking believe in any ghostly route overlap. Demand half right out the gate, damn."
Upon hearing this, Ren Zhong narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to hide the anger in his heart.
But it was difficult, and he couldn't control the sharp glint in the depths of his eyes.
Previously, he knew about the 20% fixed commission for the professional team and the 10% everything tax, and at the time, he thought he had seen the malice of this world clearly enough.
