"Give it to me, Qiao!"
What does that mean?
Li Changlin was a bit baffled. Qiao, who is Qiao?
It was so weird, wasn't it? Li Changlin was really baffled.
He was somewhat unconvinced, truly unwilling to accept it.
So, this guy reached out again and poked the line of text.
Immediately, those four words slowly dissipated, and then some numbers appeared from the red envelope.
That's right, numbers.
Luckily, the amount hidden inside the red envelope finally made its appearance.
Li Changlin was a little excited, so he quickly bowed his head to take a look.
One two three four five.
Damn, it was a five-figure sum!
Li Changlin's heart was filled with excitement. On closer inspection, at the front of the numbers, there was actually a five, followed by a two, and then it was all zeros afterward.
This Xin Chen is actually confessing to an uncle!
Li Changlin thought cheerfully, fifty-two thousand, that's not a small sum at all.
