Jin Zan's face was burning so much it actually hurt!
This is what you meant by a red envelope that can live up to Du Heng's expert status?
50 yuan?
Director-level treatment?
I... I...
Just as Jin Zan's mind went blank, Wu Shengnan suddenly shifted her gaze and said to Jin Zan, "Old Jin, you're good brothers with my husband. Do you think he should accept this money?"
Absolutely not!
Jin Zan was too embarrassed to answer, so he could only force a bizarre expression that was neither a cry nor a smile on his stiff face, and then rushed out the door.
He really didn't know how to face Wu Shengnan's smiling face directed at him.
Nor did he know if Shi Jin understood or not, given how he kept politely declining Wu Shengnan's offer.
It wasn't until he saw the flustered Jin Zan make a run for it that Shi Jin was a bit dumbfounded.
