"Xiao Hui, I know you hate Shilin, but you've been in the company for such a long time and you know the situation there best. Even if you don't remarry him, I want to hire you to be the company's general manager. The salary from managing the company will also be three times higher than before. What do you think?"
Old Master Tan sat in Hu Hui's cake shop and looked at the bustling customers. He roughly knew that Hu Hui wouldn't agree to his request, but he just wanted to give it a try. After all, the company was facing a crisis. Tan Lin, that bastard, had been eyeing the company covetously. He was old, so how could he compete with young people?
"Dad, we're divorced, I won't have the right to manage the company anymore. In the past, when I was managing the company, all the money was placed in the Tan Family's funds. It's too late to raise my salary now. Besides, I don't need that money.
