"As long as we have the EX table, there’s no problem—we can directly import the data from it!" Tangya began. "If each person’s transfer data were different, it would indeed be troublesome, but if everyone is transferring one thousand Yuan, then it’s very simple."
"We only need one person to handle it here, and it would take about two hours!" Tangya continued.
Luofeng laughed. "Is it really that convenient? I actually thought it would involve inputting one account at a time!"
Tangya gave Luofeng a sidelong glance. "It’s 2023 now, what did you expect?"
Bai Ningbing also covered her mouth and chuckled.
Luofeng scratched his head and gave an embarrassed smile. It’s a world of difference between professions.
"That’s good to hear. I thought it was going to be very troublesome!" Luofeng said.
As the two conversed, the waiter brought the dishes to the table and showed everyone how to peel shrimp. After the waiter left, Luofeng naturally continued peeling shrimp; as a young man, he felt he should take good care of the two girls.
Hmm... Tangya, a girl? Don’t ask. If you ask, all the pretty ones are girls. The ugly ones are old maids.
Bai Ningbing enjoyed Luofeng peeling shrimp for her. She picked up a piece of shrimp tail meat and fed it to Luofeng, who didn’t hesitate and opened his mouth to eat it.
Tangya watched silently from the side. I’ve given up on Bai Ningbing. She’s completely smitten.
"By the way, Ningbing, would you like some fruit wine?" Luofeng suggested.
Bai Ningbing looked at her mother. "Mom, would you like some?"
"Then let’s have a little," Tangya nodded.
Luofeng, naturally, wouldn’t drink since he had to drive later. So, Bai Ningbing and Tangya drank fruit wine, while Luofeng had fruit juice.
About two hours passed, and the dinner was drawing to a close. In Luofeng’s assessment, Sky city was just average. Compared to the high-end dining in Capital City, it still fell short.
Bai Ningbing had poor alcohol tolerance. She was slightly tipsy, so Luofeng and Tangya supported her as they left.
After getting in the car, Bai Ningbing snuggled up to Tangya and soon fell asleep.
Luofeng and Tangya didn’t speak. After about half an hour, they parked downstairs at Bai Ningbing’s building. Luofeng first carried Bai Ningbing upstairs, while Tangya followed with the shopping bags.
In the suite, Luofeng placed Bai Ningbing in the bedroom and called out, "Auntie, I’ll go down and get the rest of the things!"
Tangya hesitated for a moment before replying, "I’ll go with you!"
After all, there were so many things, Tangya couldn’t carry them all in one go, and Luofeng would have to carry Bai Ningbing again if she didn’t help with the items.
Soon, the two of them took the elevator downstairs. Tangya and Luofeng began taking the numerous shopping bags from the trunk and the co-pilot seat.
Tangya suddenly spoke, "Luofeng!"
Luofeng looked at her. "What’s wrong, Auntie?"
Tangya looked at Luofeng with a complicated expression and said in a low voice, "Can you promise not to hurt Ningbing?"
Luofeng looked at Tangya, surprised. "Auntie, how could I possibly hurt Ningbing?"
So? After the sugar-coated cannonball, non-resistance follows?
Leaning against the wall, Tangya couldn’t help recalling the time Luofeng had cornered Bai Ningbing right here, the two of them locked in a passionate kiss.
Do I really resemble Bai Ningbing that much?
Tangya touched her cheek. Her skin was smooth and tender, like a young girl’s, showing almost no signs of aging. Its firm elasticity was something she took great pride in.
But now, it seems to be causing me trouble?
Meanwhile, Luofeng drove home. When he arrived, the house had quieted down; the relatives had left. But tomorrow, another batch of relatives would arrive.
His father was on the living room sofa, reading documents. When Luofeng returned, his father glanced at him and offered a simple greeting.
"Dad, did you bring your laptop back?" Luofeng asked.
"I did. What’s up?" Luo Lin replied.
"I need to use it for a bit!" Luofeng quickly explained he needed to work on an EX table.
"Your Fengshun Investment Company, when are you transferring the funds? There isn’t 50 million Yuan in the Jiamei Construction Company’s account!" Luo Lin reminded him.
"Relax, Dad. I’m not the type to cause you trouble. I’ve already given the order; the funds will arrive before twelve o’clock!" Luofeng joked.
"You brat, is that what I meant?" Luo Lin glared at him.
"Hahaha," Luofeng laughed and continued, "Dad, I’ve left the corresponding table on your computer. Later, could you have an intern conduct random on-site verifications? Would that be alright?"

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