The middle-aged man looked up and, noticing that Zhou Yuwen was a young man, couldn't help showing a hint of disdain. He quickly adjusted his expensive suit and then rolled up his sleeves a bit to reveal his Rolex: "Oh, you're her boss? How much do you pay her a month?"
Zhou Yuwen said, "Not much, just over a million."
"For a girl with such capability, you pay her, you pay her how much?" The middle-aged man paused, initially planning to flaunt his wealth and then attempt to poach her.
He was a businessman with a bit of fame in Jinling, seeing Zhou Yuwen's youthfulness, he assumed Zhou Yuwen was the boss of a small company. He thought he could negotiate with Zhou Yuwen to have Tao Tian transfer to his company and pay her a monthly salary of twenty thousand.
But then Zhou Yuwen dropped the one million bombshell.
"Buddy, are you pulling my leg?" While not outright brainless boasting, Zhou Yuwen's remark indeed left him somewhat embarrassed.
