Jing Xiaocha pursed her lips and said coldly, "Let's go, let's take grandma home."
"I've already transferred the money to your card." Nearby, Wen Jin directly operated his phone to transfer the money to Jing Xiaocha's card.
She looked at him in surprise, obviously not expecting that he would transfer the money so quickly as soon as he said he would.
"Give me your phone number." Jing Xiaocha moved Zhang Minghui's hand off her leg and said to Gu Kai next to her: "Doctor Gu, can you give me a pen and paper? I need to write down President Wen's phone number."
Gu Kai walked to the desk, wrote down Wen Jin's number, and brought it to her.
That day, he found out that Jing Xiaocha didn't have a mobile phone.
In this day and age, it was rare for a nineteen-year-old girl like Jing Xiaocha to not have a mobile phone.
In fact, from her plain clothes, it was clear that she lived a tough life, spending all her earnings on her mother's medical bills.
