Eventually, Zhu Qianying received a bank card worth a million from the stern-faced Zhu Shaofen.
Zhu Qianying took the card back to her bedroom, burst out laughing and celebrated wildly on her bed for a while. Once she calmed down, she logged into her online banking and transferred fifty thousand to Xing Bailun, and a hundred thousand to Xiao Yu's account.
Just after transferring the money, the phone rang. It was Xing Bailun.
"Ying Zi, didn't I tell you I'm not in a rush for the money? Why did you pay me back so quickly?"
Zhu Qianying laughed, "Aaron! You are the strangest person I have ever met! Most people press to get their money back, and you're complaining that I paid you back too quickly?"
"Ying Zi, don't I know you well? You just finished a job, and haven't even been paid for it. Where did this money come from? Be honest, is it a loan from that Yan? I'm transferring this money back to you; return it to him immediately!" Xing Bailun spoke seriously and sternly.
