Tang Yaoyao raised an eyebrow: "Second brother really doesn't hold back at all."

Fu Jincheng simply chuckled softly, his deep voice captivating: "Yao'er."

"Um?"

Fu Jincheng: "If you're going to deal with someone, do it well, understand?"

"good."

Then, he hung up the phone.

Tang Yaoyao said, "Tell the finance department to transfer 5.21 million to my brother at the bank."

Su Mei: "..."

Holy crap?!

Poverty limited her imagination.

The big shots transfer seven figures at a time, and even the odd amounts are six figures.

wrong!

Two hundred and one thousand!

521……

I love you.

An unexpected wave of sibling affection.

Who can escape the wrath of Heaven?

He should have been unhappy when someone came to borrow money, but at that moment, Yao Ge's lips curled up, and his fox-like eyes seemed to hold a pink peach blossom. This feeling revealed a little joy, and it was actually joy.

Indeed, such a sibling relationship is beyond the comprehension of most people; they can only envy it.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Tang Yaoyao raised an eyebrow slightly, her voice full of allure: "The bodyguards are here. I'm going to see Xiao Wen."

"Um."

Now, Su Mei is not worried at all, because, after all, they are Fu Xiuchen's bodyguards, and each of them is a top-notch individual in the industry.

After Tang Yaoyao left, the two men nodded respectfully: "Miss Tang."

"Let's go."

"yes."

In less than five minutes, we arrived at Xiao Wen's ward.

A faint smile appeared on Tang Yaoyao's lips, a smile that was three parts playful and seven parts cold and alluring.