"Is it really 1.5 million?" Mrs. Duan held the card, her excited voice trembling slightly.
"Yeah... Didn't I tell you before? I took out 50,000 before, and I never expected this guy to be able to make so much money." Duan Xian glanced at Meng Lang and finally said so.
"Xiao Meng, what do you do? You've made so much money just two years into working?"
After the excitement, Mrs. Duan was still somewhat skeptical.
"Ah Xian, you explain to your aunt. You haven't forgotten what I do, have you?"
Meng Lang kicked the ball over to Duan Xian, his voice loaded with resentment.
Duan Xian was speechless, I have no freaking clue! In fear of his mother getting the wrong idea about the money, he had to rapidly search his mind for this year's hottest money-making industries...
"He's a live streamer."
Meng Lang: "..."