"Thank you, Uncle Fang. I wish you good health, all the best, that all your wishes come true, and success in your career." Jiang Mianmian knew Fang Zhiyuan was about to develop his career in Xiangcheng, so she specifically wished him success.
"Alright, Uncle Fang will take your good wishes then." Fang Zhiyuan chuckled and gently patted Jiang Mianmian's head.
Zhiwu was impatient, and as soon as he received his red envelope, he couldn't wait to open it.
"Wow, so much money!" Zhiwu exclaimed uncontrollably when he saw the New Year's money from Fang Zhiyuan.
Seeing the big bills in Zhiwu's hand, Zhiwen quickly opened his own red envelope, and sure enough, there was also a one-yuan bill inside.
Oh my god, Uncle Fang is so generous!
With this much money, he could go to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative and buy many comic books. Zhiwen felt both excited and thrilled inside.