Wang Ye nodded in satisfaction, laughing as he said to Liu Mei: "How much did it cost? I'll transfer it to you later... But, actually, I don't have that much cash on me. Once I've rented out the half-floor, we can deduct it from the rent, hahaha..."
Indeed, even though Wang Ye was a billionaire, he couldn't produce hundreds of thousands in cash at the moment!
After all, most of his assets were tied up in Moscow, and the banks weren't that developed those days. If he wanted to make a transfer, he'd have to go to the bank counter; it was quite tedious.
Liu Mei quickly waved her hands, saying, "No, no, the Spring Festival is coming soon, consider this as my New Year's gift to Manager Wang, an early New Year's blessing!"
Nalan Yaqi, who was sitting at the side enjoying roast duck, rolled her eyes. She seemed to disapprove of her mother's attempts to ingratiate herself with Wang Ye ...
