"Donate it?"
"Ah, Ni Zi, do you mean to donate all this money?"
Everyone was stunned after hearing Gong Ruini's plan. They were relieved they hadn't eaten yet, or they might have spewed their food.
Gong Ruini nodded, "I think it's meaningful."
"It's for Pingping and An An to accumulate blessings," Zhao Xuran stood out and shared his thoughts.
"I think it's feasible," Zhao Gang recovered from his surprise, "You should think it over, this really isn't a small amount."
Every gift sent over, Zhao Gang would take out and count, then record it in a small notebook. It's a matter of human connections they must repay later.
Because of this, they realized it's really not a small amount, "If you were buying a house in Beijing, you could buy two houses over a hundred square meters."
Zhao Gang confirmed with Gong Ruini again that it really isn't a small amount, even a shocking figure for him, and he knew how terrifying gifting relationships had become these days.
