The Interstellar Queen of Scavengers

Xuzhou’s sympathy is overflowing; wait, it should be filial piety that’s overflowing. He offered to give his share to Ji You. Could anyone refuse such money served on a platter? Of course not. Ji You cheerfully accepted it, then with a grand gesture, she calculated how many credit points each person should get, and said to everyone, "By the way, after I sell this item, I will settle the accounts with all of you. Since I’m keeping and selling on your behalf, I’m going to charge an administration fee of 5 credit points per person. You all don’t mind that, do you?"

The other nine people: "..."

Ji You said, "Listen to me, it’s decided."

The others could still hold back, but Yue Qiguang’s rolling eyes almost popped out of his sockets: "Number 4444, you idiot, it’s enough! Even caring about 5 credit points? You really are a poor dead!"

Upon hearing this, Ji You sternly said, "Are 5 credit points very little? It can already buy two and a half low-level nutrient solutions! How can you say it’s little? There are 9 of you, that adds up to 45 credit points! Is that still little?"

Yue Qiguang: "..."

Yue Qiguang admitted defeat and spat out, "Idiot, you deserve to be poor your whole life."

"I’m legitimately managing finances; managing finances means managing life! Besides, this is also a legitimate earning from my labor, don’t you know? And—" Ji You, with a stern face, said, "No personal attacks, or else I’ll increase your management fee."

Yue Qiguang spat fiercely: "Pah! Dad wouldn’t want your measly bits and pieces!"

Ji You’s eyes lit up, not at all upset but instead excitedly asked, "So, are you saying you want to give up your share just like Sheng Qingyan and Little Zhouzhou?"

Yue Qiguang: "..."

Yue Qiguang swore, "I donate in emergencies, not to the poor. Even if Dad throws it away, he won’t give it to you."