Lin Weiwei swallowed her saliva and said in shock, "Being an assistant for… 300,000 a month?"
"Wouldn't that be an annual salary of 9 million? 9 million a year. You can buy one or two houses in Shanghai."
Lin Weiwei was extremely shocked. How could a personal assistant, who was not a top CEO, have a monthly salary of 300,000 yuan?
Such a salary could only be described as exaggerated.
In any entertainment company, who would give an assistant 300,000 yuan a month?
Unless… this assistant was Lin Fan's lover.
Lin Fan must be providing Su Muqing with such a high income for certain reasons.
This thought flashed through Lin Weiwei's mind, but she didn't say it out loud.
"Actually, it's alright. My monthly salary was only 10,000 yuan. Boss Lin insisted on raising my salary." Su Muqing smiled sweetly. She was extremely happy to be Lin Fan's assistant.
"I'm green with envy." Lin Weiwei looked at Su Muqing and felt envious.
