"Wait for us at noon, I'll treat you to lunch!"
On Friday morning during the ward rounds, Gege announced to He Qingyan from Haicheng International High School who was visiting today.
"How much pocket money do you get each month?" Gu Ran couldn't help asking.
When Gege treated others, it was always Set A, 899.
A month after his graduation, with a monthly salary of thirty-five thousand eight hundred and seventy-five yuan and one cent, tax included, he still couldn't bear to spend 899 yuan on a meal set, let alone treat others.
"I get thirty thousand, and Xu Butian gets thirty thousand; what about it?" Gege asked, puzzled.
"...How much do your parents earn?"
"How would I know? Even if I did, I wouldn't tell you. Stop coveting my family's assets!"
The salary of a psychologist isn't high, even for those at Jinghai, but one can attain astonishing wealth through writing books, giving lectures, and so forth.
