Fang Zongtao put his feet away and just sat cross-legged on him when the doorbell rang.
She pinched his chin in annoyance and snorted coldly: "I'll let you go today. If you mess with me again, I'll show you how I'll deal with you!" After that, she got up and opened the door.
Song Yi rubbed his fingers nostalgically and stood up regretfully.
It was Chen Zhen who came, holding a box in his hand.
"Sister Zong, this is for you!"
Whenever she sees a suitcase now, she thinks of money.
Who would always give her money? If that were the case, she would just do nothing and lie at home collecting money every day!
"Sister Zong, there are Hong Kong dollars, US dollars, British pounds and some gold bars in there for your convenience!"
Fang Zongtang: “…”
I really gave her money~
One moment Song Yi treated her as the God of Wealth, and the next moment someone offered her sacrifices. It felt amazing.
"Take the money back. I have money."
When Chen Zhen saw Song Yi coming, he quickly put the box at her feet.
"Sister Zong, you can use this money as you like. If it weren't for you, I don't know where I would be carrying heavy bags at the dock now."
Fang Zongtang: Have the heavy bag carriers offended you? Do you all look down on the heavy bag carriers?
"Is the term 'carrying heavy bags on the dock' very popular in Hong Kong recently?" She really wanted to ask.
Chen Zhen was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant. Just as he was about to speak, another car stopped outside.
Zhang Xingzu got off the car carrying an identical box.
"Brother Zongtang, I'm here to bring you something." After Zhang Xingzu said this, he saw a box at Fang Zongtang's feet.
He immediately laughed dryly: "Why am I always one step behind others?"
Song Yi came over, with a long face, and looked over the two boxes.
Zhang Xingzu felt guilty and didn't even dare to look up.
She jokingly asked Zhang Xingzu: "Are there Hong Kong dollars, US dollars or British pounds in your suitcase?"
It was originally a joke, but unexpectedly, Zhang Xingzu added something to it.
"And some gold bars."
She suddenly had an illusion that the clown was her own illusion!
"Come in and open the box so I can see!" She turned her head and passed Song Yi, with a smile on her face.
These two little brothers, they are not wrong! They are the little brothers who are sending money!
Two identical boxes were unfolded in front of her. This scene was a bit like the TV drama she played when she was fighting for the remote control from the traitor.
The next second, someone would take out a wooden bin, clean it up with a crackling sound, and then run away with the box.
The imagined scenes in my mind did not manifest in reality.
The two younger brothers rushed to introduce the contents of the box to her as if they were vying to present treasures.
Zhang Xingzu hugged his fat hands embarrassedly and said, "Brother Zongtang, I don't earn much, so I prepared these for you first. When I earn more, I will send them to you later. Here are 500,000 Hong Kong dollars, 50,000 US dollars, 50,000 British pounds, five gold bars, and a small bag of gold beads." As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized red velvet bag from the corner of the box. There was a handful of gold beads in it, each of which was slightly larger than a bean.
She just glanced at it casually and determined that there were about thirty of them, equivalent to the weight of a gold bar.
When Chen Zhen saw Zhang Xingzu had finished speaking, he quickly continued, "Sister Zong, I have prepared 800,000 Hong Kong dollars, 100,000 US dollars, 100,000 British pounds, and six gold bars for you. It's a good omen!"
The items were carefully arranged in boxes, and she could get a general idea of what was inside at a glance.
The total value of the two of them is 1.3 million Hong Kong dollars, and the total value of British pounds and US dollars is at least 3.4 million based on the current exchange rate. The gold bars and gold beads together are about 1.2 million, which makes a total of more than 5.9 million.
Adding the stuff in the safe, she is already a multi-millionaire!