He immediately cut off Liu Chan's words.
"Actually, I believe that with your abilities, three million really isn't much."
"Considering the current development trend of Yalan International, it's not surprising for a high-level executive like you to make hundreds of thousands a month."
"Who knows, perhaps in the future, you could become a department manager or even the president of a branch company, with an annual salary of several million."
"So, you don't need to belittle yourself."
"Oh, I understand."
Liu Chan's courage, which had been inflated, deflated like a punctured ball.
She hummed weakly, her eyes losing their sparkle and becoming dim.
Yang Fei dropped Liu Chan off at her home, and coincidentally ran into Liu Chan's mother again.
Liu Chan's mother saw Yang Fei drive an expensive car to bring Liu Chan home.
She was overjoyed and invited Yang Fei inside, brewed some tea, and offered peanuts and candy, her enthusiasm a complete mess.
