C145 Killer Fund

The next day, Li Feifan, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up by the phone.

"Who is it? So early. " Li Feifan said in a daze as he took out his cell phone. He didn't even open his eyes.

"You scoundrel, what are you daydreaming about?" An unhappy voice came from the other end of the phone, "It's almost 10 P.M. and you're still saying it's early. You fooled around with Zhu Qi last night again