Wen Lan's happiness was simple.
She was happy with ten points because she could not only support herself but also help her family;
She was happy with ten points plus a subsidy, because not only could she help her family, but she could also go home for the New Year;
If she could make fifty yuan in a day or two... Wen Lan didn't know how to be happy anymore, for in her limited understanding, such wild fantasies were unprecedented.
To make it feel a bit more real, she and Wang Shumei voted to decide that tomorrow, Lin Nianhe would treat them to a meal at the State-Owned Restaurant.
Two against one.
Lin Nianhe's desired veto was overridden by two votes.
Lin Nianhe: "Even if I kicked down the doors of widows around the world in my past life, my sins wouldn't be so great that I'd have to face retribution in this life from you two, right?"
Wen Lan and Wang Shumei looked up at the sky in unison, ignoring her.
