The accountant had given up.
Just from the few individuals that had arrived, the total monetary gifts they brought almost surpassed those of half the guests combined.
What kind of families do you all come from?
Finally, as it neared eleven o'clock, the banquet hall was already bursting at the seams with people.
The accountant wiped the sweat from his forehead and, after waiting several minutes without anyone coming to sign in and give gifts, he was about to tidy up the ledger and head backstage.
Behind him, the resounding steps of someone wearing Martin boots approached him.
The accountant straightened up, and before he could speak, a card and a set of brand-new car keys were placed on the table, "Li Qiao."
Heh, he had guessed it.
Not surprised at all.
The accountant moved his mouth but before he could ask, the other person rotated his neck and said in a deep voice, "Bo Tingsu."
After saying that, he walked away.
