Hong Weimin was also a bit surprised, "That much? Did you calculate it wrong?"
Huang Yuezhen shook her head.
Hong Weimin laughed, "It's from Wenjun. I keep goods for him, and always prepare good stuff for him in advance. He gives me some money every month, sometimes fifty or sixty, sometimes seventy or eighty, and a few times he gave a hundred, which is more than my salary. Otherwise, we wouldn't have so much money."
Working in South Port, he occasionally needs to spend money, especially on social matters and living expenses. The fact that he can still save up to twelve hundred shows that Chen Wenjun gave him quite a lot.
Hong Weimin laughed with satisfaction.
Knowing the source of the money, Huang Yuezhen didn't say anything more, she just told Hong Weimin about the money she and her son made from setting up a stall this month.
Hong Weimin was shocked, couldn't laugh anymore, "Is setting up a stall so profitable? Maybe I should come back and do it too!"
