Zhang Xiaowei found himself in a difficult position.
He frowned slightly, silently contemplating Ling Man's salary issue.
Not long ago, Qian Jiahao had brazenly tried to poach Lu Xueyou in front of him.
It seems Ling Man's salary can't be less than fifty thousand now.
Back then, that bastard Qian Jiahao knew I was paying Xueyou a salary of five thousand, and he never stopped mocking me.
And to lure Xueyou away, he offered ten times the salary on the spot.
Although Ling Man isn't a special talent like Xueyou, she is still a rare elite.
After much hesitation, Zhang Xiaowei immediately extended his right hand towards Ling Man's mother.
Seeing this, Ling Man's mother disdainfully asked, "Is this five thousand or fifty thousand?"
Zhang Xiaowei furrowed his brow but didn't express his intentions specifically.
"What do you think?"
He casually asked this question, tossing the dilemma back to Ling Man's mother.
