"All right, transfer the money."
As the saying goes, whoever turns down easy money is a fool.
Even though he felt something was off, Zhang Xiaowei agreed nonetheless.
Jing Yu was very forthright, and directly transferred fifty thousand yuan to Zhang Xiaowei.
She then got out of the car and instructed the professional-looking young woman who had been driving earlier, "Xiao Li, take the car back. Come to the village to pick me up tomorrow morning."
When she stood in front of him, Zhang Xiaowei was completely flabbergasted.
Blue yoga pants paired with a pink sports bra.
This outfit didn't look right for mountain climbing at all.
"Director Yu, you're not planning on hiking in this get-up, are you?"
"Why, is there a problem?"
In the face of Zhang Xiaowei's suspicion, Jing Yu acted completely natural.
Zhang Xiaowei was at a loss for words for a moment and quickly shook his head without speaking further.
"Open the trunk."
