It was already three o'clock in the morning when Zhao Changan returned to the hotel. He knew that Song Jing had actually been awakened, but he was empty-handed and did not have the courage to 'awaken' Song Jing, so he had to wash up quietly and go to bed and sleep on the edge.

"How can I buy it for me?"

In the dark room, Song Jing couldn't stand it first and asked resentfully.

"One nanometer is missing a person in charge of external relations, and the monthly salary is 3,000."

Zhao Changan knew that he was in trouble and changed the topic.

"Puchi~"

Song Jing couldn't help but laughed out loud, with disdain in her voice.

"All expenses in external communication, treats, and gifts will be fully reimbursed under reasonable scope."

Song Jing simply turned over and turned her back to Zhao Changan.

Is she a person who lacks this little money?

This is how people are. Once they make big money and get used to making money, they will look down on those small money that is a little bit like melons and two dates.

Zhao Changan looked at Song Jing, shrouded by the moonlight.

The moonlight shining in from the floor-to-ceiling window fell on her body. She was wearing a thin nightgown and just used a thin quilt to put a corner. Her figure was amazingly curved and her legs were exquisite in white porcelain,—

Zhao Changan drooled again when he saw it.

"The benefit of shareholders' holdings is not just the year-end dividends. Their final profits are reflected in the premium and cash out of Jurassic listing in the future. In addition to a part of the profit balance at the end of the year, the remaining 80% will be distributed in the form of bonuses, and the remaining 20% ​​will be the shareholder dividend."

"How much money is there?"

Song Jing, who was so hungry that she was touching her back, finally had a little interest.

"For employees of a nanometer, the basic salary is actually only a small part of the employee's income, and the bonus, especially the year-end bonus, accounts for the majority."

Zhao Changan did not hang his schoolbag with Song Jing, but directly said the amount he estimated: "If Jurassic could maintain sufficient growth, Tang Shuang's year-end bonus would not be less than 100,000, her salary in July was 3,600, and the bonus was 3,700. And this was just the beginning!"

"In other words, she can get two hundred thousand yuan this year?"

Song Jing suddenly lost her sleepiness and sat up all of a sudden. Her pair of phoenix eyes were clearly black and white in the bright moonlight.

‘This is just the beginning.’

Song Jing understood the meaning of Zhao Changan's words.

Just now, Tang Shuang can get so much in a year. So if a nanometer grows ten times a hundred times in the future, how much will she earn in a year!

Just making the most basic analogy of x10 and x100 makes Song Jing feel moved.

"Only more or less."

Zhao Changan gave an affirmative answer.

"What about me?"

This is the data that Song Jing really cares about.

"Salary is 3,000, bonus is 2,600 yuan, annual bonus is 70,000 yuan, and annual bonus is 130,000 yuan."

“A little less.”

"A lot of it. Now the per capita salary of Mingzhu, an international metropolis, is only over 1,000 yuan, less than 20,000 yuan a year."

"Then can I continue to be your agent and Jing Xiu?"

Although Zhao Changan's big cakes are tempting, they are still painted. After all, there is too much uncertainty if they are not taken into their hands and eaten into their mouths.

And every commission for commercial performance is really real money.

"Weekends are rest time, of course you can, but if you do this, your monthly bonus may not be so high. If you miss every weekend, you may only get half of the bonus of 2,000 or even less!"

Song Jing curled her lips, let alone one thousand three, even two thousand six, she would not take this little money seriously.

What she really cares about is the "future" in Zhao Changan's mouth.

Song Jing was an agent for Zhao Changan and Jing Xiu. Before the summer vacation, she was quite good and made a lot of money.

But the problem is that one of these two masters is obsessed with starting a business, and the other is just an interest and a joke. Neither of them has a strong motivation to make a lot of money through singing, nor has the intention to become a professional singer.

In fact, Song Jing had long seen the ceiling of her agent.

As Zhao Changan's business grew bigger and bigger, he would rely on playing to sing in the future. It was basically impossible for him to sing and perform commercial performances to make money, because that would be too shameful for a big boss.

Under the pressure of her mother, Jing Xiu will likely take the civil service exam after graduation. Once she becomes a civil servant, with her personality and Jing Xingmei's strength, it is probably not incredible to understand that it is completely quit the commercial performance.

This is her future ceiling. In three years, it will be difficult for her to make money through Zhao Changan and Jing Xiu.

Apart from sitting and squandering the whole country, I can only honestly accept my fate and find a job that is from 9 to 5 or 5 to 9.

If one nanometer is added, the ceiling of her future life may become so high that she cannot see the sky.

The higher the future of a nanometer, the higher the ceiling of her career!

"I did it! When will I go to work?"

This time, she was tragically washed away by the stock market. Song Jing saw a lot of things clearly. At least in the future, it would be difficult to be a broker and have a meal.

Before the summer vacation, Zhao Changan once extended an olive branch to her and was scoffed by her. However, after becoming a pauper, she realized how valuable it is to have a company that can rely on and have a promising position in the future.

She is not a dragging person, and she no longer hesitates once she decides.

"As long as you are willing to do a good job, you can go to work now."

Zhao Changan's voice was full of ghostly aura, full of hints.

"Hehe, you smelly men are all fishy cats. Can't Zeng Xiaoxiao feed you?"

Song Jing smiled like a flash of cereus, blooming on a summer night.

——

The next morning, Zhao Changan, who was sleeping with Song Jing, received a call from Liu Qihua.

The talk originally scheduled to be held on the sixth floor of Fuda Library this morning will be temporarily cancelled indefinitely. As for when to restart in the future, we will coordinate after the notice.

“It’s so fast!”

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Changan sighed. He had always thought that these senior intellectuals and scientific researchers sitting in the ivory tower were so pure, even so pedantic and unreasonable.

Now it seems that the guys who can get into prestigious universities are not fools; if anyone thinks they are stupid and easy to deceive, they are the real fools.

People only have a great vision and intelligence that your worldview is very different from their worldview. Many very important things you think are actually not worth mentioning in their eyes.

"What moves are so fast? What meeting is Liu Qihua asking you for?"

Song Jing, who was in Zhao Changan's arms, asked curiously.

"Teacher Liu gave me a arduous task, allowing me to lead a group of elites in the most cutting-edge computer and semiconductor industries in China to challenge the world order; how about it, are you a man holding it?"

“Haha~”

Song Jing laughed, obviously thinking that Zhao Changan was bragging, and she didn't believe a word.
Chapter completed!