Zhao Lu blinked at the message.
Making a thousand bucks in half a day was quite appealing to her.
Every month, her family only gave her a living allowance of one thousand five hundred — hmm, her brother Zhao Quan only got one thousand two hundred.
She mulled it over and thought it was worth a try.
Just as she was about to reply to Li Shi, she received a WeChat message from Chen Yun and looked at the bed across from her unconsciously. Chen Yun was also looking at her, winking.
Zhao Lu immediately understood. It was because of the presence of two other people in the dormitory. Despite being less than three meters apart, they chose to communicate over WeChat.
This was a routine practice for them.
She opened the message.
Chen Yun: "Lu Lu, your friend is an art student, right? Has he mentioned how much he's going to pay you?"