C509 Do It with Me in the Future!

"Oh? How much are we paying each person?" Tang Yu asked, slightly taken aback. "Is it a lot?"

"Thirty thousand per person, per month. You do the math," Xia Bing said, exasperated.

"What? Thirty thousand!"

Tang Yu was shocked by the figure. "Is it really necessary to gouge us like that? How much are we making? You're paying out thirty thousand a month per person