"Miss Lin, I only kissed you once, and you dock my entire salary. Isn't that a bit too harsh?"
Han Yu said with a mournful face, "Besides, I was just following your instructions, trying my best to cooperate. Even if it was a bit too much, there's no need to deduct so much money."
"How about this: consider it a warning this time. If it happens again, then you can dock my pay."
His monthly salary of fifty thousand wasn't small, but it simply couldn't withstand Miss Lin's deductions like this. It meant he was working hard for a whole month for nothing, practically volunteering.
Lin Qingya smiled slightly and spoke up, "Mr. Han, I helped you recover two hundred thousand today."
The two hundred thousand was the debt Guo Zhenwei paid back on behalf of Li Mengting, and it had already been credited to his account a little more than an hour ago.
When it came to that two hundred thousand, Han Yu scratched his head.
