"Really can't reveal any information about the client? My employer can't quite feel at ease using this valuable gift from a stranger. Or could you give the client a call and convey my thoughts?" Bai Wuqing patiently explained to the bank staff.
The bank staff thought for a moment: "Alright, I'll contact the client and get back to you shortly."
"Thank you."
Bai Wuqing hung up the phone. Seeing Hua Hua's inquisitive look, he raised an eyebrow: "Couldn't find out anything, let's see if they call back."
Hua Hua was even more puzzled, looking at the card in his hand, obviously loving it yet holding it like it was a hot potato.
Nan Baihao put an arm around his shoulder: "A windfall, just ignore it and eat cake."
Chenxing had already lit all the candles proactively, "Yeah, yeah, let's sing the birthday song, and then Hua Hua can make a wish."
