After a quiet New Year's Eve dinner with Zhang Dagu and his wife, on the first day of the new year, I took them out for a stroll to see the changes in the city center.
We went to see a movie, and I treated them to Japanese cuisine for dinner.
Zhang Dagu and his wife knew that dining at a Japanese restaurant could be expensive, but they had never imagined it could cost so much.
"Eat up, today is the New Year," Zhang Yu gestured for them not to worry about the price.
"It's not like we eat this all the time, just occasionally."
Zhang Dagu also knew it was a rare treat, but thinking of the price, his heart ached, no, it was more than just a little painful.
"Did you get a big bonus for the New Year?" Pan Juan casually asked, then probably feeling it was impolite to do so, added, "You don't have to answer."
"It's a satisfying amount," Zhang Yu felt confident the bonus couldn't be measly.
