Lincoln Smith appeared slightly worried and said, "I have reserved a place for you when producing this show, so I want to give it my best shot no matter what."
He nodded slightly and listed again: "Miss Thompson, consider this: as long as you participate in this show, you can name your salary and set any terms. You are Joy. Your participation will certainly take the show to a higher level. It's a win-win opportunity, why not take it?"
Charlotte had long anticipated that he would say something like that. She pushed a plate of chicken legs in front of Lincoln, took a sip of fruit juice and said with a slight smile, "Mr. Smith, I will refuse regardless of the terms you offer. Let me treat you today."
Having said this, she put down her cup and began to eat with full concentration. The moment she took a bite, a flicker of enjoyment flashed in her eyes.
No wonder this McDonald's is crowded every day. The taste is undeniably good.