Good Looks Are Justice!

"Hey, hey, hey, are you two bored out of your minds?" He Yuanyuan said.

"Do you have money but nowhere to spend it?"

"Yuanyuan, there are some things you don't understand," Ji Qingyan said.

"It's not that I don't understand. I just don't have as much money as you guys."

"Cut the cr*p and get back to work." Lin Yi said.

"How inhumane. You actually want me, a dignified CFO, to be a waitress for you. What kind of family is this? Hiring a waitress for five million yuan a year."

"You can't say that. You're here to work part-time. According to the market price, an hourly wage is about 12 yuan, but I'll pay you 15 yuan," said Ji Qingyan.

"Thank you so much."

Ji Qingyan, on the other hand, was very serious and quickly got into character.

Even Lin Yi and He Yuanyuan had the illusion that they weren't rich, but poor.

Other than that, she also calculated the cost of making a bowl of egg-fried rice.

It was about 86 yuan.