It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly came to his senses.
He immediately gave a sheepish grin.
"I was just making a joke. I've never met Jinjin before, and I was curious. As for the meeting gift, of course Uncle has prepared it. It's all some interesting stuff, including a few nice ornaments that will look cute on the kids. And this card, it's the red envelope money for the past few years, six thousand six hundred sixty per year, a total of thirty-three thousand three hundred thirty. Next year's share, I'll give it when the New Year comes."
He stood up and hurriedly stuffed the things he had prepared to 'bribe' Little Bun into Tang Jin's hands.
Red envelope money?
Little Bun did take a curious glance, slipped the card into his little pocket, and then turned to look at Zhang Er Che.
"The Palace of Wealth afflicted by black and blue, surrounded by a circle of misfortune, business setbacks, lose nine out of ten bets—"
Little Bun looked up earnestly.
