C27 Signing the Contract

"One thousand a minute. We talk for an hour?" Bai Xiaoning tried to make a suggestion. One thousand yuan per minute, and sixty thousand yuan per hour. This was a good way to earn money. His mother would not need to take on the job of translator for half a year.

He would be able to feed himself and his mommy.

Lih Lingxuan narrowed his eyes. He wished he could strangle this child to death