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The year now was 2010. Android OS was still not as advanced and her phone was just a local imitation. Although it was already quite good considering the current era, the app frequently crashed, so she was quite dissatisfied. Eventually phoned her bank. When the representative confirmed the figures on her account, Zhang Mei Xing drew in a cold breath before the edges of her lips formed a happy smile.
"At least the damnable Temple is not too hateful."
The girl went out in a cheery mood and before exiting the church, she donated all the cash she had on her which was roughly three hundred yuan.
