Tang Ruoqing said, "Don't you know? If someone wins a billion in the lottery and you don't know them, you'd just sigh over their good luck. But if they're someone close to you, you'll become jealous."
Su Nanxing sighed, "What should we do? Lu Beiyuan was hoping she'd sell us the stuff out of the goodwill between colleagues."
Tang Ruoqing waved her hand, "Don't expect it. With her personality, if she finds out you're the buyer, she probably won't sell at all."
"Then just don't buy it," Su Nanxing said, "It's not something we absolutely have to purchase anyway."
Tang Ruoqing was not happy, "That won't do. This is something my goddaughter wants. Don't worry about it; I'll figure something out."
Su Nanxing was puzzled, "What can you do? Like you said, if she knows it's for me, she won't sell."
"Don't worry," Tang Ruoqing snapped her fingers, "Leave it to me."
That night, Tang Ruoqing had Director Tang call Jiang Yu's father.
