Yu Minglang watched as his wife haggled over treatment fees with the tone of someone buying cabbage at the market. He could already picture the other person's expression, equal parts frustration and amusement, yet helpless.
His wife really was something!
Qian hung up the phone and sat cross-legged on the sofa, gleefully counting on her fingers like a miser.
"At least 350,000 for the treatment fees, a vintage Jingdezhen blue and white porcelain jewelry box, and the boss owes me a favor, hahaha!"
They were going to make a killing this time.
"Hold on, wife, am I hearing this right? You're getting paid several times over for a single case?" Yu Minglang realized that his wife was playing both sides!
Qian put on a righteous face and said, "No, I'm just considering the bigger picture!"
As long as it was for the greater good, getting a few harmless perks on the side shouldn't be an issue, right~
