"Hey, Dongzi, how much did you give Xiaoqiang in the red envelope?" Li Gang asked curiously.
"One hundred thousand." Song Xiaodong said with a smile: "You won't get less when you get married in the future."
"One hundred thousand..." Li Gang's mouth twitched, he said: "You gave so much, how can I reciprocate when you get married, not to mention you're going to have several wives, even if I sell myself, I can't afford to pay back."
Song Xiaodong laughed and said: "Then it's one hundred thousand per person, you can't escape that."
Li Gang chuckled and said: "Then you better not notify me when you get married."
Soon after, Wang Xiaoqiang came upstairs again. As he was about to speak, Song Xiaodong immediately waved his hand and said: "If you're going to be polite with me again, then I won't recognize you as a brother."
