Naturally, she couldn't be compared with a capitalist like Ren Tingxi. 630 yuan was already half a month's living expenses for Lan Xiaolan.
But no matter what, she didn't want to owe Ren Tingxi anything, nor did she want to have anything to do with this man anymore.
She quickly entered 630 in the transfer field and sent it.
I thought that after Ren Tingxi received it, I would delete it again immediately.
As soon as the WeChat connection was confirmed, Ren Tingxi immediately sent her a message: The matter of the ancient tomb at the construction site is not over yet, leave your way, we can contact each other here.
The speed of sending information is even faster than that of the red envelope.
After Lan Xiaolan sent the red envelope, she saw the message above and thought to herself: Well, there are still a few days left to finish the work, so I will reluctantly keep your WeChat for a few more days.
Leng Leng now picked up the tissue and wiped his forehead hard.
What? 630 yuan? The boss must have missed a few zeros. That mountain bag alone, an auction item, sold for six figures.
As for the other clothes, they were all purchased from their company's private high-end brand store, and each set of clothes cost tens of thousands of yuan.
And Mr. Ren bought it at three times the price.
630 yuan, which was almost the cost of gas and tolls for them to buy breakfast in Pei County.
Mr. Ren lied to the girl without blinking an eye.
Lan Xiaolan stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the construction site.
There was silence in the car, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
The most embarrassed person was Leng Leng. His boss, Ren Tingxi, was currently sitting in the passenger seat, the girl driving the car seemed to be his future boss's wife, while he himself was sitting in the comfortable back seat.
He now finally understood what it meant to be walking on shaved ice and sitting on pins and needles.
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