"Aren't you my good sister? You won't reject me, right?" Jiang Youyi sat on the sofa, looking like she should give her money.
"Alright! Since you're my good sister, I'll give you some."
"Aren't you going to ask what career I'm going to do?"
"I don't want to know, just tell me the amount. But let me tell you, I haven't been rich recently. My father expanded his business and moved a portion of his funds from my branch company." Tian Feifei wasn't lying. She wasn't crying about being poor, but she was telling the truth. She wouldn't lie to Jiang Youyi.
Jiang Youyi stretched out three fingers and made an OK gesture. Tian Feifei immediately widened her eyes. "Are you kidding me? 30 million? I can't take it out."
"No… it's three million."
"That's fine. Give me your card number! I'll get the finance department to transfer it to you."
"Should I draw up a contract for you?" Jiang Youyi smiled.
