"Can't we respect a stripper's sweat?!"
Yi was seriously upset, and without holding back, he posted this remark in Super Tomato's live broadcast room.
Unfortunately, his fan level was quite high, and as soon as he posted the remark, Super Tomato noticed it.
Super Tomato was also stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
He was having a discussion with the boss, and suddenly there's talk of a stripper. What was going on?
However, as soon as he saw that the comment was from Yi, his attitude changed abruptly—
"Oh."
If it was Yi speaking, it was quite normal for him to say something outrageous.
But Yi started to lose his temper—
"Oh?"
"I only get 30 bucks an hour for selling my body!"
"Facing such inhumanity, your reaction is just 'Oh'?!"
"..." Super Tomato's mouth fell open, and for a while, he couldn't speak.
Even though he knew that Yi was a wild card, the fact that he could utter such obscene words still shocked him deeply.
"How about… diversifying your dance styles?"