When Nidia looked at the annoying clerk, there was no hint of unhappiness on her face but indifference and a smile, "You must have been able to afford it easily."
It sounded like a compliment to the clerk, but it was ironic. The clerk pursed her lips and smiled, "That's for sure, and at least I never take the bus to work every day."
Nidia laughed, "I don't care about how you come to work. Now, come over here and serve me, OK?"
The annoying clerk narrowed her eyes at Nidia and her eyes were full of mockery.
The annoying clerk felt that Nidia must not have recognized her. Otherwise, Nidia wouldn't still be so calm. After all, when everyone blocked Nidia in the school toilet to snatch money from her pocket back then, she could be easily irritated, but for the sake of her mother, Nidia could only endure it then.
Now, no matter how the annoying clerk provoked Nidia, she was calm on the surface. Why did Nidia change so much after years of separation?