Lin Baici hadn't spoken yet when Zheng Yunfeng snapped, "Ma Ming, what do you mean?"
Ma Ming shrugged, "Nothing special, just want to see this student's capability!"
Murmurs erupted in the small auditorium, some were skeptical.
Professor Tan adjusted his glasses and watched Lin Baici with interest, eager to see how he would respond.
Lin Baici looked at the accountant collecting money, "Please come over!"
The accountant glanced around and, feeling nervous, walked over.
"Where's all the auction money kept?"
Lin Baici sipped some juice and asked softly.
"As usual, it's all deposited into the student council's public account, a bank card from a reputable bank!"
The accountant answered.
"Tell me the card number!"
Lin Baici took out his phone and started operating.
The accountant recited the card number, totaling 19 digits. She had to look up due to her shorter height, wondering what Lin Baici was up to.
Could it be that he intends to transfer funds to himself?
"Done!"
