Jiang Mingzhu's ears turned red and she lowered her eyes, her lips slightly pursed, with a hint of redness in her eye sockets, her face bearing a look of repressed grievance.,Ginger Mingzhu hid around the corner, pricking up her ears to listen to what she was saying.,Jan Yu Bai: "Thirty thousand, that's all I have on hand. No transferring funds, I'll give you cash. Meet me at the old place tomorrow."。