Chapter 69

The caller ID on the mobile phone is Zheng Siwen.

When Fang zhe got on the phone, Zheng Siwen's voice came from the other end: "ah Zhe, do you get up?"

"Well," Fang Zhe's voice still had the lazy energy of just getting up.

Zheng Siwen guessed that it was probably his own phone that woke him up. He didn't care. He continued: "Apple has remitted money."

As soon as Fang zhe heard the word "remittance", he felt sleepless. He looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally sent the remittance of apple to pan.

This money is the income of the fruit games in August. According to Apple's regulations, Zheng Siwen replied to him every other month: "OK, that's it. I have to say hello to the national day. I'll hang up first. Believe me, you'll like this feeling."

"I'll like this feeling?" Fang zhe didn't understand what Zheng Siwen's last mindless sentence meant until two days later, Fang Zhe, who got up early to buy pancake fruit outside the community, heard the prompt tone of mobile phone text message and took out his mobile phone to have a look.

"Your tail number 9081 card was recorded at 8:23 on October 4, with a balance of RMB 3842530.60 and a balance of 4021072.60. [ICBC]"

Nima, what TMD likes? I love this feeling.