Chapter 30 - s, aren’t you living off my wealth?
Zhang Qianqian said, "You want to treat these little martial arts trainees for free for their bumps and bruises, and besides that, you have to pay three thousand yuan a month for tuition."
"Three thousand yuan?" Xu Wendong was shocked. Treating these kids for free wasn’t a problem, but three thousand yuan a month was an astronomical figure for him.
After all, his internship salary was only eight hundred yuan a month.
"I really suspect something’s wrong with your head." Zhang Qianqian looked disgusted. "This is a medical clinic, not a charity. How can you learn martial arts here without paying tuition? Or do you think we teach for free?"
"Of course, I have to pay tuition, but isn’t the fee too high?" Xu Wendong looked troubled. "As you’ve said, my age isn’t ideal for achieving great results in martial arts. I just want to learn some skills to improve my health."
"Uh, I just started working, and my income isn’t high. Can I come by in my spare time, and can you cut down the tuition a bit?"
Zhang Qianqian replied impatiently, "If that’s the case, then twelve hundred yuan. If you think that’s acceptable, pay up, or else get lost."
Dropping the fee by two thousand yuan was indeed a huge concession, but Xu Wendong didn’t have that much money on him, which really made him understand what it meant to be stumped by just a penny.
Seeing Xu Wendong’s helpless look, Zhang Qianqian couldn’t help but frown, showing disdain. "You don’t even have a thousand yuan, do you?"
Xu Wendong looked embarrassed and said, "Well, I’ll come back to register after I get paid." Saying this, he turned around and left, his mind filled with thoughts of making money.
In the countryside, not having money might not mean much, but in the city, it really limited one’s every move.