Brick-moving foreigner: "Hello, who is this? Do you need someone to move bricks?"
Ye Wanwan: "..." Move bricks?
"This is Famous Ye." Ye Wanwan pinched her brows. This is so weird.
"Oh... boss Ye, have you changed professions? Do you need me to move bricks for you?" The brick-moving foreigner sounded a little urgent.
"Nnn-no, I wanted to ask if this is really your phone number..." Ye Wanwan sighed " she was trying to contact that young devotee.
"Oh, this isn't my phone." The brick-moving foreigner shouted, "Godly Rod, you have a call!"
"Your m*ther! What are you doing with my phone?! What if I can't find my phone and a client wants me to read his or her fortune! Losing one client is equivalent to one month's pay of brick moving for you " can you afford that, huh?!"
"Hello, this is the humble devotee. Feng shui or fortune-telling? Are you dropping in or would you like me to head over? There is an extra charge if you want me to head over." The devotee took the phone away and blurted out a fluent string of words.
Ye Wanwan was somewhat speechless but still managed to compose herself. "Neither fortune-telling nor feng shui."
The humble devotee: "Are you nuts? Why did you call me then?"
Ye Wanwan let out a deep sigh in her heart and replied, "I am Famous Ye."
"Oh, so it's Sis Famous!" The devotee changed his tone instantly. "Boss Ye, what can I do for you?"
The devotee was taken care of by Famous Ye during the filming before and earned a hundred bucks by simply playing dead " it was quick and easy money.
So seeing that she was calling him again, he thought there'd be some business to do.
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