Old Master Qiao calmly said, "It's tough to find a job these days, especially since you're in urgent need now. I think my wage offer is pretty decent — ten grand a month. The intention is to cultivate some proper skills in this brat so he won't be ignorant. Why don't you give it some more thought?"
"I'd rather not..."
Damn, she's putting on airs now!
The Little Overlord's rage skyrocketed, pushed to a historical high by this woman's provocation.
Without a second thought, he rushed over, took advantage of his height, grabbed Yuanya by the collar, and hoisted her up.
"So you're not happy? Who do you think you are, huh? Listen here, I've specifically chosen you to be my tutor. If you dare to refuse, I'll beat you until you agree!"
Slap!
The dull sound of a palm strike followed!
Yuanya swallowed cautiously, smoothing the creases on her collar.
She looked at Qiao Yiyuan, who had slumped in his chair in dismay, his hand on his forehead, and she couldn't help but twitch her lip.
