On the way.
Lu Xuan's smile never left his face.
For Lu Xuan, who just graduated, twenty thousand yuan is a huge sum.
Equivalent to several months' salary.
The salary from the Health Center might be decent, but after deducting the five types of insurance and one fund, there's hardly anything left. Plus, the base for paying the five types of insurance and one fund is quite high, leaving even less in his hands.
This twenty thousand yuan equals three to four months' salary for him.
Even when he arrived at the place to have breakfast with Ji Xiuwen, the smile on Lu Xuan's face remained.
Making Ji Xiuwen look puzzled: "What's up? You're so happy, why?"
"The money from the Flying Knife at the Ninth Hospital has arrived." Lu Xuan grinned.
"But isn't the acupuncture not finished yet? How come they sent the money this early?"
