On the day Jiang Tan left the country, Meng Yanxi saw her off at the airport.
Looking into Jiang Tan's clear eyes, Meng Yanxi softly said after a long pause, "Make a good trip to clear your mind. Ning City, after all, doesn't have much to offer."
The airport was a pane of transparent windows revealing a snowy landscape outside. Jiang Tan turned her head to take one last glance, then she withdrew her gaze and smiled at Meng Yanxi, "There's something I'd like you to pass on to Zhou Yinghuai for me."
Meng Yanxi agreed gently.
This man, known in the investment banking sector for his precision calculations, operated by a different set of rules when it came to Jiang Tan.
Jiang Tan handed a prepared bank card to Meng Yanxi. He took it, frowning, "What's this?"
