C812 Five million a year

"Thank you." When Zhao Chuchu heard Qi Jinjian's words, a smile finally appeared on his face, "I'll offer you a cup of tea in place of wine."

"Alright."

"And you, Shadow, I caused some trouble for you earlier. I'm sorry, but please don't take offense to it. Just do it as a form of respect." After saying that, she picked up the teacup and drained the cup of water in one gulp