Lin Nianhe didn't consider herself a swindler.
She was a kind-hearted good person.
"But... do you really want to buy two?"
Wen Qingqing frowned at Lin Nianhe: "Can they really afford that much money?"
In fact, after learning the price of the hearing aids, Wen Qingqing didn't think this matter would continue.
Two hundred yuan, even dual-income families may not be able to come up with so much, let alone farmers who face the loess and back to the sky?
Lin Nianhe nodded: "You write the telegram, I'll send it and remit the money."
Wen Qingqing opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and still asked: "That money is from you, right?"
Lin Nianhe didn't plan to deceive her and nodded.
Wen Qingqing was no fool; such things could be easily inquired about and couldn't be hidden from anyone.
