"Alright, I really admire your spirit," Li Changlin said, unable to resist giving a big thumbs-up, heartily endorsing Little Meng Mei after she confirmed.
He had heard of people lining up to register at hospitals or queuing for eggs given away during supermarket promotions, but this was the first time Li Changlin had encountered a line just to buy a cake.
"This Little Meng Mei is really something. Whose child is she? We must give her a like!"
"Haha, the guy above, don't get any funny ideas. I just looked up Yimeng Cakes, and damn, one cake costs five hundred thousand! Seriously, that's faster money than robbery!"
"Damn, are you kidding? A cake for five hundred thousand?"
"The guy above isn't talking nonsense. I also checked out the brand just now, and holy crap, the prices are outrageously expensive. I'd have to work for eight years without eating or drinking to afford a single cake. This is just depressingly sad!"
