campus magician

Chapter 75 Conspiracy (3)
The implication of Qian Shengbiao's words is very simple, he is telling Gao Yuan that it is we rich people who support you people, so don't make too much noise when you come here!
Gao Yuan couldn't hear it, and smiled slightly: "I'm not going to rely on poverty subsidies to go to university. I have hands and feet. I usually do part-time jobs outside, and I can still earn tuition and living expenses."

"It's quite hard to say so," Qian Shengbiao sighed twice, and continued, "You play the piano so well, you are a talent, don't let it go to waste like this."

After finishing speaking, he stayed for a while, then turned back and said to Qian Jiang: "Today is your birthday, and I will also give you a birthday present—from now on, I will officially appoint you as the general manager of the Qian Group. I see this Mr. Gao is also quite talented, why don't you assign him a position, work, and he doesn't need to do anything substantive. I don't think he can do anything as a student. Let's treat it as poverty alleviation, according to the normal eight hours Give him a salary for his workload, and subsidize him to finish this university, which is also considered a good deed.”

Qian Jiang naturally understood what his father meant. This is indeed a good way to save his face. Thinking about using money to kill Gao Yuan, and then playing around like a dog, he immediately regained his spirits: "Yes, like It is indeed not easy for a poor student like you to live in a precarious situation, and it is most convenient to give you a name in a company under the name of the Qian Group, as for the salary, how about two thousand?"

Gao Yuan just smiled slightly and didn't speak.

Seeing that Gao Yuan was indifferent, Qian Jiang said again: "Two thousand is not enough? Then I will give you three thousand. You must know that the salary of 3000 yuan for college graduates is not bad."

"Three thousand is too little? Then five thousand, you should be satisfied with five thousand, right?"

Gao Yuan still didn't speak.

"It's not enough, then tell me, how much do you think you are worth?"

Gao Yuan still didn't speak, but Bao'er at the side finally couldn't help shouting "Qian Jiang, you are too much!" seeing Qian Jiang being so aggressive!

"I'm going too far? I'm pointing out a bright way out for him." Qian Jiang chuckled: "The market economy is like this. I'll give you what you're worth. The sale and purchase are fair and reasonable. There's nothing too much about it."

"Okay, you can give as much as you deserve, that's up to you."

Qian Jiang had no scruples: "Of course I said it. My surname is Qian. Can't I still get this little money?"

"Then do you know who he is?" Bao'er pointed to Gao Yuan and said, "He is my piano teacher. He only has four lessons on Sundays every month. Each lesson is only two hours, eight thousand a month. If Calculated by the hour, it is 1000 yuan per hour. In this way, my teacher will give me a friendly price. If you want to hire my teacher, it can’t be lower than this, right? If you calculate it like this, eight hours a day is 24, [-] , can you afford it?"

(End of this chapter)