The two managers stepped out, considerately closing the door behind them.
Nan Jiaojiao directly handed over the contract to Bo Yanching, "What does this mean?"
Bo Yanching calmly replied, "I need an assistant."
"Assistant Han is exceptionally capable, what can I do as a student? You hire me on the same level as him, with the same annual salary, Mr. Bo, I really don't think I'm that amazing."
Bo Yanching's eyebrows quirked up a bit.
Especially when she called him Mr. Bo so formally.
"Are you rejecting me?" he asked.
Nan Jiaojiao was momentarily silent.
Furrowing her brows as if thinking about something, she suddenly held out her palm to him, "Card please."
"What card?"
"Aren't you going to keep me? The bank card, yeah."
