Xiang Xiaoyuan turned to Lu Wanggui. "Do you have your wallet with you?"
Lu Wanggui's expression was clearly happy. "Yes."
"Do you have cash? Pay his salary first. I'll transfer it to you on Wechat in a while."
Lu Wanggui took out his wallet from his suit jacket. There was not much cash in his wallet, just a few 100 yuan notes. He took out one and handed it to Xiang Xiaoyuan.
Xiang Xiaoyuan was speechless. "You could just give it to him directly. Why do you have to pass it to me?"
Lu Wanggui explained, "This money is lent to you."
Xiang Xiaoyuan was both annoyed and amused. "You make it sound like I'd embezzle 100 yuan from you."
As she was complaining, she took the money and handed it to Lu Bei. Unexpectedly, Lu Bei suddenly said, "It's 50 yuan less."
Xiang Xiaoyuan: "? ? ?"
Damn, no wonder both father and son are rich. You calculate every single cent.
