When Gong Ruwen arrived at the villa, his light luggage was of course dragged by Cai Meina, who had no idea how many times she had complained.
Gong Ruwen felt helpless. The clothes they wore in China, can they even be worn abroad?
It's not that they can't be worn, it's mainly that the quality isn't good enough. "Mom, I have it under control, don't worry."
Gong Ruwen could only try his best to appease Cai Meina, promising not to make the same mistake next time.
How could Cai Meina believe these words, "You, you don't even consider how hard it is to earn money..."
The same old story again, Gong Ruwen really couldn't stand it, nor could he get angry, so of course, he had to bring up a topic to change the subject.
"Mom, did you know, Ni Zi plans to invest a lot of money to build a school right in Beijing."
Building a school, Cai Meina wasn't excited at all; her daughter building a school was meant to earn money.
