"Nicholas?! Is this some soap opera gone wrong?! Why does this small boy from who knows where get to tell me what I should be called?!"
Yang Xiao shook his head from side to side as though to clear his mind from seeing what he thought to be a drama in which he was unknowingly led into. His thought racing in a thousand direction.
"Do I know you?! Why are you digging into my personal life?!"
The smile of artifice became wintry real fast on Yang Richard's face. It was as though he was thorough enjoying the look of dismay on the man.
"Nicholas, how does a monthly paycheck of 75.000 Yuan sound? If you keep up and perform excellently, I'll triple your pay."
"Holy Cow?! 75.000 Yuan?! Is this boy crazy or what?! How is he going to afford to pay me the annual salary of an office manager?!"
While he was there doubting the intention of the young master of the Yang family, his phone suddenly began making a buzzing sound.
