Across from her, the indicator simply showed "typing…," but no message had come through yet. Shi Jia was particularly anxious. Suffering from a guilty conscience, whenever someone glanced at her computer, she felt extremely nervous, as if she wanted to hide it inside her coat, fearing being discovered and ending up in prison.
Her heart thumped wildly. Only when she checked her account and saw the amount had indeed increased, did she truly feel happy. However, seeing that the person across didn't reply, she couldn't help urging, "You don't need to worry. I'm not asking for much, just enough money to survive. I believe you're financially robust; you shouldn't be so stingy. Besides, this software will definitely be profitable, and you will earn far more than what you pay."
"Stop being so tight-fisted. I've provided such a great idea. If you can't make money off it, I don't know what to say."