Does Luofeng really care about those few tens of yuan?
He doesn't care at all, alright?
Let alone 45 yuan.
Even if it were 450,000 yuan, Luofeng wouldn't even bat an eyelid.
What Luofeng enjoyed was simply the experience itself.
"Boss, let me tell you a story. These dishes are all from Little Brother Hot Pot!" Luofeng began to narrate.
"Their hot pot restaurant? It's notorious for using gutter oil. Except for a few flagship stores, all the others do it. And the gutter oil from the flagship stores? They even send it to the other branches," the boss complained.
"They once offered us 300,000 yuan to advertise for them. We were planning to go try their food, approaching it with a serious and responsible attitude, but then the gutter oil issue came up," Luofeng complained.
The boss looked at Luofeng skeptically. "They offered you 300,000 yuan for advertising?"
