"Hey, Second Brother, what are you doing so early in the morning? Can't you let people sleep?"
On the other end of the phone, Jiang Bing's voice came through, drowsy and lazy.
"Still sleeping? The sun's already shining on your butt, get up quickly."
Jiang Tao was a bit speechless at his Third Brother, who loved sleeping in every day.
Jiang Bing said, speechless, "If there's something important, just say it; if not, let me go back to sleep. Just tell me quickly so I can take a nap afterward."
"No more napping. I have something serious to tell you, Third Brother. Come over to Beijing and help me out."
When it came to serious matters, Jiang Tao stopped joking, and his tone became earnest.
"Huh? Help you with what?"
"I'm setting up a company. Didn't you study finance in college? Come over and manage the money for me."
Jiang Tao's tone didn't sound like he was discussing but rather making a decision directly for her.
