Zhou Shuren enjoyed his son's filial piety, leaning most of his weight on his son. "Another year has passed, and after these busy days, I can finally relax."
Chang Zhi listened and smiled, "Will there be any bonus this year?"
Zhou Shuren gave him a sidelong glance, "Do you still care about year-end bonuses?"
Chang Zhi said, "Why wouldn't I? Last year's bonus was quite generous."
Zhou Shuren frowned, "The Emperor hasn't indicated anything yet."
Chang Zhi thought for a moment, "That might not be good news then."
Zhou Shuren mused, "Not necessarily, it just might not be as generous as last year."
Chang Zhi added, "This year the treasury is full, so next year, you might worry less about Silver Coin matters, Father."
Zhou Shuren chuckled, "The more Silver one has, the more ways there are to spend it."
Chang Zhi felt for his father, "Father, you're too worried."
Zhou Shuren's steps suddenly became much lighter, "There aren't many years left for me to worry about."
