After the Spring Festival, companies gradually started resuming work.
Lai Xiyao's business, though currently small with only three people, couldn't skimp on the necessary ceremonial feel.
Early that morning, Boss Pei sent out a red envelope for the resumption of work in the group chat. Jiang Xubai, with a trembling hand, clicked to open it and was shocked by the amount.
The Crown Prince of the Zhizhen Group, even if he had to sell his pot and iron to start his business and was tightly managed by his wife, should still have some private money, right?
But this private money, could it be too little!
Jiang Shuyao noticed someone's embarrassment and hesitated for a moment before telling him in WeChat,
"The signatures on those transfer papers weren't mine. The money is still yours."
Yet that guy responded with a cool question.
"What, is the Princess trying to draw a clear line with me?"
Jiang Shuyao fell silent.
She was just speaking matter-of-factly…
