He slept until almost noon before getting up and went to the courtyard to wash up. The courtyard was quieter than usual, with fewer people around. As he brushed his teeth, Su Jinlai muttered to himself, "They say experience comes with age, but I don't think that's true. Older people are just outdated. Aunt Zhao kept talking about paying back the money, but hey, I'm doing just fine without paying it back. I don't believe Hu Huihui would have the nerve to demand money from someone younger like me."
He spat out the mouthwash and whistled, feeling pleased with himself for pocketing a thousand yuan without lifting a finger. Meanwhile, his friends were sweating it out at their stalls, unsure if they'd even make that much.
"They're just too timid. Making money isn't that hard! The only pity is the pair of leather shoes I ruined yesterday. Hu Huihui should compensate me for that. If she hadn't arranged for that man to show up, I wouldn't have been so scared and run off."
