Gao Jinglin was in charge of listening only; many of her views, training methods, and little tricks opened his eyes, and in his heart he became even more determined to stick with Sister Bo.
That old man looks down on him, despises him at every turn—hmph! Once he gets back from this training, he'll make the old man sit up and take notice.
After they finally fixed the departure time, only then did Gu Yunbo come downstairs carrying things. Meng Fan and Xu Qigang were already gone, and half the people in the living room had cleared out; only another small table still had four people playing mahjong. The earlier tableful of mahjong players had all left, but there was still a good pile of cash lying on the table, looking like a few hundred at least.
"Whose money is this?" Gao Jinglin shouted at the top of his voice.
"Young Chairman won it while helping someone sub in."
"Gu Yunbo's, right! Her luck's really something—Young Chairman alone beat all three others and cleaned them out."
