Salary is money, and whenever money was mentioned, Suming felt like he had forgotten something important.
What could it be? Something related to money?
Scratching his head, Suming left Mr. Song's office, pondering all the money-related ventures he was involved in.
First, he made a trip to the medical clinic.
At the clinic, only Nurse Liao was on duty. Just as he entered, Suming caught a glimpse of her bending over, searching for something, and her oversized nurse's uniform sketched an alluring half-circle behind her, swaying tantalizingly.
Hearing footsteps, Liao turned her head, and upon seeing Suming, her usually reserved face flushed red, as if it was programmed to do so.
"It's nothing important, just came to ask how the feed business has been doing lately." Suming rolled his eyes, wondering if he didn't look trustworthy enough since this girl would clutch her waistband so tightly every time she saw him.
