One, ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand... one hundred thousand, a million!
Two million nine hundred ninety-nine thousand nine hundred yuan!
His account actually had two million nine hundred ninety-nine thousand nine hundred yuan!
Just a hundred yuan short of three million...
Zhu Yuan stood there, completely dumbfounded.
He turned his head, trying to find the young girl, but she was nowhere to be seen.
Unable to hold back, Zhu Yuan's eyes reddened, and tears swirled in his eyes. He, a grown man who didn't even cry the day he lost everything, was now crying.
This was the first time someone had given him such substantial help and warmth since he had gone bankrupt.
He really didn't know how to express his feelings at the moment...
Perhaps only by dedicating his life could he repay this kindness.
...
"How much did you give him?" After leaving, Ji Feifan curiously asked Lin Zhi.
Lin Zhi playfully teased, "Guess?"