Even if one didn't work for a lifetime, just indulging in eating, drinking, and playing, the money would never run out.
"Yang, these gifts really hit the spot!"
"Having you as an external grandson-in-law, I've not lived these eighty years in vain."
Kang Jingchun sighed with emotion, then deftly closed the safe and directly hugged the box to his chest.
Eight gold bars.
Worth over a million.
Old Master Kang, though he had lived for eighty years, had never seen such an array before.
Seeing the old master's miserly appearance, Yang Hao shook his head with a smile; in fact, the birthday present was all prepared by Qin Feng, who only told Yang Hao what he had prepared on the way over.
Yang Hao was quite pleased with such an arrangement; the money wasn't spent excessively, yet the prestige it carried was absolutely full-blown.
Eight gold bars.
Who wouldn't be dazzled!
"By the way, Yang, there's a question I still need to ask you."
