Afterward, Jiang Siming sent red packets in all the company group chats.
The Construction Company group, Pharmaceutical Company group, hospital group, Live Streaming Platform group, Mining Company group, Bixin Company group, novel company group, Fuding Hotel group, and so on.
In total, he sent more than three million yuan in red packets.
There was nothing he could do about it. He had too many businesses and too many employees.
Although each of Jiang Siming's companies didn't have that many employees, together they numbered more than ten thousand.
After sending all the red packets, Jiang Siming's hand ached. To think he'd sent so many that even a Nascent Soul stage cultivator's hand hurt—there was really no one else like him.
"Husband~ We want red packets too~ Let's make a group too~"
Just as he was about to take a break, his girlfriends started clamoring.
Jiang Siming was both amused and exasperated. "Then make a group."
"Hehe."
All the women laughed and immediately created a WeChat group called His Majesty's Concubine Group.
Jiang Siming was speechless when he saw the name.
Not only did they add all the women at home, they even added Song Ji Hyo and Aileen.
Aileen was still in her Harvard dormitory, getting ready to sleep. She was a little confused when her sisters added her to the group, but she immediately became interested after finding out what it was about.
He had to be generous when sending red packets to his wives.
Jiang Siming sent one hundred thousand yuan in each red packet, with enough for everyone in the group to get a share.
He sent more than fifty in a row. Only after his wives began feeling sorry for how much money Jiang Siming was spending did they make him stop.
"Honestly, we only asked you