"Captain Lloyd, happy New Year! Happy New Year!" Gu Xiaobai stood up.

Zhang Xuecui stood up even more enthusiastically: "Please come in and have some dumplings."

No matter who the person is, hospitality is a traditional Chinese virtue.

It’s the Chinese New Year, so it wouldn’t be good if I didn’t give in.

Captain Lloyd smiled hard, waved his hand, and said:

"Dr. Gu, we heard that in China, during the Chinese New Year, older people need to give young people lucky money. This is a gift from our U.S. military. Just think of it as lucky money."

Behind, more than a dozen soldiers were carrying two extremely heavy boxes.

Captain Lloyd's words of congratulations were dry and not festive at all.

As you can imagine, when he said this, he didn't feel happy at all.

Anyone who is used as an ATM will not be happy.

But what can he do?

"This is this?" Gu Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and he was inexplicably surprised. He jumped out with a quick step, wanting to open the box and take a look.
Chapter completed!