"It's paid for by the company."
"Well then…" Liang Yin was worried. "What if I can't earn it back?"
Qin Zhou smiled. "The artistes I manage only complain about making too much money. None of them complain about not making enough. Usually, packaging a newcomer from debut to fame costs at least a few million dollars. What we're spending on you is not a big deal, you don't have to worry about it."
Liang Yin vowed, "I will definitely do a good job and not let you down."
"The most important thing is not to let yourself down."
"Uh huh!"
…
A week after signing the contract, the signing on bonus was wired into Liang Yin's bank account.
It was early in the morning, and Liang Yin had just woken up when she heard an alert coming from her cell phone.
She picked up her phone and saw a credit message. She clicked it open and let out an audible gasp. "So … much … money …"
