"Compass. But even a compass has to live." Mr.Qin looked at Yin Ya and said fervently.
"Yes. Mr. Qin, you might not know that Boss Yuan has once refused an invitation by a big boss to be a head chef of his hotel for a salary of 50 million RMB every year." Yin Ya first affirmed the question of Mr. Qin and then said.
"50 million?" Mr Qin was then left speechless with wonder. He could also afford the price, but he wouldn't give so much money to others lightly.
"Yes. Besides that, it's said that the boss even promised to give him some shares of his business. That was a national chain catering company." Yin Ya said smilingly.
"Okay, fine. Then I indeed have no way to drink it anymore today." Mr. Qin said with a tone of self-mockery.
"I'm sorry. If you want to drink more, I can come tomorrow to line up for you. Let's see if I can get the lucky ball." Yin Ya proposed a solution mildly.
