At five in the afternoon, Lu Jiaxin's call punctually reached Lu Jiaguang's office.
Upon hearing her voice, Lu Jiajie eagerly asked, "Sis, did your painting really sell for One Hundred Thousand Pieces? It feels so surreal to me."
Lu Jiaxin replied with a laugh, "The money is already deposited in the bank, if you're worried, I can show you the bankbook."
Lu Jiajie was just saying this. If Lu Jiaxin hadn't sold the painting for that much, she wouldn't have asked him to come over and help, "Xinxin, I went to the factory today to arrange for unpaid leave, and I should be able to finish the procedures tomorrow."
Lu Jiaxin didn't expect him to move so quickly, which showed how much he disliked his job, "Fifth Brother, this investment is quite substantial, just you and Xue Mao won't be enough. You know many people, could you please bring in a few experts to help out?"
Lu Jiajie found himself in a bind, "They all have jobs and couldn't possibly take time off to come."
