Wang Xiaoliang looked at the balance on his phone, yet it still felt somewhat unreal.
The money had come too quickly, too easily.
He looked up at Luo Bisheng, who was busy behind the counter, and asked, "Bisheng, when do you get off work? Let me buy you breakfast."
Luo Bisheng answered without looking up, "Soon, Liang. Just let me finish checking the accounts with the accountant."
The wind chimes at the internet cafe entrance jingled, and a middle-aged woman of about forty walked in. She wore a tasteful business outfit and a warm smile, looking very approachable.
"Morning, Luo," the woman greeted Luo Bisheng cheerfully.
"Morning, Sister Juan!" Luo Bisheng replied with a smile.
The woman made her way behind the counter with practiced familiarity and sat down at the computer beside Luo Bisheng. Her fingers clattered across the keyboard, her movements fluid. Soon, the printer started up and spat out a report.
She handed the report to Luo Bisheng. "Luo, check this over and sign it if everything looks right."
Luo Bisheng took the report, quickly scanned it, then signed his name at the bottom.
Next, the accountant called Sister Juan opened the cash drawer and began counting the money. She handled the bills with professional skill, so quickly that her movements were a blur. She left some as operating cash, put the rest into a transparent document pouch, and carefully sealed it with a security strip.
Throughout the entire process, she kept that cheerful smile on her face.
Wang Xiaoliang watched from the side, a little dazed.
It reminded him of Li Cuihua coming to the supermarket every evening to collect the money.
It was just an internet cafe, yet it had its own accountant, and she seemed rather professional.
This was an entirely different concept from