Gong Ruzhi saw Gong Ruini and Zhao Guangran coming back with their backpacks. Excited, he dashed over, not forgetting to wave a remittance slip in his hand.
"Sister, the remittance slip has arrived."
"The remittance slip has arrived."
Zhao Guangran looked at the extremely excited Gong Ruzhi, not really understanding why he was so excited, as if they hadn't received remittance slips before.
You should know that in the past two years, they've received countless remittance slips.
"Of course, I'm excited. Sis, are we going to the foreign exchange store tomorrow?" Gong Ruzhi didn't have time to discuss these things with Zhao Guangran.
At this moment, he was excitedly thinking about going to the foreign exchange store soon, where he could have a good look around and satisfy his cravings.
