I Am a Rich Man

For Xia Qiu, life is like a pot of stinky urine overnight, full of dissatisfaction and helplessness. "One, two... Ten." At the door of the finance room on the fifth floor of the Hongyun Hotel, Xia Qiu held the newly paid wages in her hand and counted them hard. "Stop counting, Xia Qiu. No matter how much you count, it's still the same thousand yuan. It's such a hot day. Let's go. Anyway, we don't have to work in the afternoon. Let's go out for a drink." Colleague Wang Tao shouted at the side.