The seal on the cash was broken, and brand new banknotes were scattered all over the ground.
"You..." Xin Hailong's face turned green with anger, pointing a shaking finger at Lun Shujun.
It's over, it's over…
Xiang Yiqing was still a step too late earlier, missing the elevator Lun Shujun took, so he climbed the stairs and arrived at the door of the director's office, overhearing the conversation between his mother and Xin Hailong.
One thought occupied his mind... It's over.
Seeing Xin Hailong so furious that he couldn't speak, Lun Shujun felt a sense of accomplishment, her mouth opened to say something more when Xiang Yiqing dashed to the door, looking nervously at Lun Shujun and shouted, "Mom... Mom..."
He stopped his mother from speaking, moved to her side, and stood in front of her, facing Xin Hailong, he smiled and nodded, "Uncle."
Uncle?
Lun Shujun hesitated, then looked suspiciously at Xiang Yiqing and asked, "Qingqing, do you know this nouveau riche?"
