Boss, Please Accept Us!

"6… 6,000 yuan?" The expression of the employee changed, and there was no longer any mockery.

He saw that Ke Xiaogao was young and thought that he had been beaten up too often by society and had fantasies about inhumane bosses. He did not expect that he himself was too naive in everything. Ke Xiaogao's boss was simply like a living Bodhisattva.

One had to know that he only made 4,000 yuan a month even if he worked like a dog. Moreover, stay was not included. He had a long commute and worked longer than the other party.

In comparison, his life was extremely miserable!

Why couldn't people be the same?! He had to fight for a happy life himself.

The employee quickly stepped forward and grabbed Ke Xiaogao. "Brother, is your shop still short of manpower?"

"Uh…" Ke Xiaogao did not expect the other party to say this. "We are short, but aren't we competitors?"