"Smoke it, smoke it." Ye Yuming also lit a fire for him and took one herself.

Pan Feng took a breath: "What we do is channel sales, selling directly to wholesalers. It has nothing to do with girls... It is getting harder and harder to sell quickly these days, there are more and more competitors, and customers are getting more and more demanding. The company requires

It’s getting higher and higher, but the salary won’t change for a hundred years…”

"Do you think this is reliable?" Ye Yuming asked.

Pan Feng glanced at him, with a smile on his face.

"Why is it unreliable? Unless Wen always suffers from mental illness, why is he doing this? To defraud money? Then his scale is so big that he has to pay for it himself."

"Then do you really want to wear it?" Ye Yuming asked immediately.

"Wear it, why not wear it?" Pan Feng flicked the ashes from his cigarette, "We are poor and busy people. We have gone to college, and we are not working hard at work. After working hard for so many years, we can earn a little money.

, you have to save some money to prevent illness, get married, buy a house and be a house slave - you have to complain a bit, and some people want you to go swimming in the Pacific Ocean for a few cents." He smiled, "Brothers know it.

What do you mean by taking risks? We are timid and have been good citizens since we were young. We dare not do anything illegal and disciplinary in this time and space, but our lives are depressing, so we take risks."
Chapter completed!