"What time are you coming home today?" Luofeng asked.
"After lunch, I guess!" Duanmu Yunji said.
"Alright, then you keep sleeping. I'll come up later to join you for lunch," Luofeng said, and after that, he took the elevator to the garage.
He soon drove the Rolls-Royce to the bank, where he arranged for two sub-cards. He deposited 2 million yuan in each.
These were New Year's red envelopes for Duanmu Yunji and the ice-cold beauty.
Duanmu Yunji and Qin Rubing, unlike Little Fairy, didn't have much money on hand, even though Luofeng often bought things for them. Little Fairy, on the other hand, had been tipped by Luofeng so many times that she had savings and her own income.
With New Year's approaching, Luofeng didn't want the two beauties to be short on cash.
Luofeng's personal account had over 14 million yuan. After transferring out 4 million, only 10 million remained.
At nine o'clock, Luofeng returned to the suite.
