Although he didn't explicitly say it, he believed Zhao Qian understood what he meant.
The so-called price to pay was, of course, her body.
But Zhao Qian had prepared money instead.
This made him very displeased.
He had thought fifty thousand yuan would be an astronomical amount for this young girl.
Yet she had actually managed to come up with it.
Director Yang's tone turned somewhat unpleasant.
"Oh, you're prepared?"
"Mm."
"How much did you prepare?"
"Fifty thousand yuan."
"Fifty thousand?" Director Yang chuckled, "Fifty thousand is far from enough. You need to understand, a lot of people are eyeing this position. If you want it, you'll need at least two hundred thousand."
"What? Two hundred thousand?"
Zhao Qian was furious inside.
Last time he clearly said fifty thousand, how did it suddenly jump to two hundred thousand?
"What did you think?" Director Yang said, "This is the market rate."
