How Could There Be a Private Car?

On New Year's Eve, scattered snow began to drift down from the sky, though there were only a few flakes.

Gaode's employees had been working overtime nonstop throughout the Spring Festival, seemingly rushing to finish something. Finally, today, they went home and enjoyed a reunion dinner with their families.

Meanwhile, WeChat red packets quietly went online, instantly setting off the Spring Festival market.

The new feature was promoted through official accounts and sponsorship of the Spring Festival Gala. On New Year's Eve, it attracted eight million users, who divided up forty million red packets in an instant.

With the help of its powerful social network, the number of WeChat Pay users soared, and the rate of linked bank cards began climbing rapidly.

At that moment, Jiang Qin went to his aunt's house to pay a New Year's visit with the Little Rich Woman, who was dressed like a cotton doll.

"Wishing you prosperity. Hand over the red packet." Feng Nanshu held out her little hand toward Qin Jingqiu.

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Qin Jingqiu looked at Jiang Qin. "Nan Shu never asked for red packets during the New Year before. She wouldn't even accept them when people gave them to her."

Jiang Qin bared his teeth in a grin. "That was before. We need to save money to buy formula for Jiang Ainan now, Auntie!"

"Nan Shu, have you learned this from Jiang Qin?"

Feng Nanshu leaned against Jiang Qin and said softly, "I married a chicken, so I follow the chicken; married a dog, so I follow the dog..."

The corner of Jiang Qin's mouth twitched. "Who did you learn that from?"

"I learned it from Gao Wenhui."

At the same time, in the Group Buying WeChat group, Su Nai also @'d Boss and Boss Lady every day to send red packets.