Zhang Yang thought for a moment, then video-called Pei Xiaoru.
"Where are you?"
"Me? I came back home for a trip." Behind Pei Xiaoru in the video was a vast stretch of farmland. She stood in the open wilderness, her hair blown wildly about by the wind.
"I transferred the money to you. Check and make sure you got it."
"You came all the way home just for this?" Watching the scene, Zhang Yang felt somewhat guilty.
"Mm, it's fine. Don't worry about it." Pei Xiaoru smiled gently. "I know this little bit of mine is just a drop in the bucket, but it might be of some use, at least?"
"It's useful. Of course it is." Zhang Yang smiled.
He had just received the text message. Pei Xiaoru had transferred him 350,000 yuan, and in the blink of an eye, the system had returned another 35 million yuan.
There were still 15 million yuan worth of returns left to collect. He would just leave it to fate; it wasn't like he had to squeeze every last bit out of it.
"As long as it helps. I'll hang up first." Pei Xiaoru seemed to have something to do and ended the video call.
After ending his call with Pei Xiaoru, Zhang Yang casually opened Pengcheng's local real estate website and looked through the available homes, getting a sense of the local property market.
He remembered Pei Xiaoru seeming to mention that the money had originally been intended for her parents to buy a house.
Now that she had transferred it over, buying the house was naturally out of the question.
But that was no problem. He, Zhang Yang, could easily help Pei Xiaoru fulfill that wish.
In a rural area far away in Pengcheng, Pei Xiaoru put down her