"Little Wang's salary isn't low, right? I see him every day with pickles and rice, sometimes pickles and cornbread, living worse than Old Lu."
"Who's Old Lu?"
"The one whose mother is sick and needs medicine every month, has six kids at home, and Mr. Xu made an exception, allowing him to advance as much as half a year's salary."
"That can't be, Old Lu is the most troubled in our factory."
"Yet Old Lu can still manage boiled cabbage every day."
"Why is Little Wang having such a hard time? He's so young and not even dating."
"I might know a bit about that." The colleague whispered, glanced at Wang Gen Sheng, lowered his voice, covered his mouth like a secret agent meeting, "It's probably because of Xu Nuo."
"Mr. Xu's youngest son?"
"Yes!"
"What's their connection? I heard he's a spoiled brat, stays home all day without working, always dining out at the State owned Restaurant. Even with a mountain of wealth, Mr. Xu can't sustain that."
"Do you know that driver, Xu Mo?"
