C399 One Sleep Marriage(367)

Lee Qin'er was writing on the desk with a long string of Arabic numbers on her A4 sized letter. Gu Sicheng was sitting on the edge of the desk with a stack of vouchers in his hand.

In his other hand, he picked up a slip of paper from between his slender fingers. With a calm voice, he read, "March 2nd, 19,000, 146000, 32000, 27000, 108,000."

After changing a note, he continued, "March 3rd, 79