"Really? Just designing clothes?"
Sister Chen looked skeptical.
It wasn't that she doubted Lu Yuning's professional skills. She knew Lu Yuning had always been a classic case of unrecognized talent. Back in university, this little girl had been at the top of her class and was slated to study under a professor for her master's degree. But because she lacked social savvy and couldn't play the game, she faced unspeakable exclusion and, through a cruel twist of fate, missed her chance.
In this day and age, being unrecognized was practically the norm for those with high talent but low EQ.
How should one put it? Perhaps it was simply because there were too many potential employees for those in power to pick and choose from.
Anyone with even a slight flaw was easily weeded out.
That was also why Sister Chen and their other roommate would occasionally wear Lu Yuning's creations to attend various events.
The hope was slim, but what if a big shot happened to spot her talent?
So, the fact that Lu Yuning had managed to connect with Su Bai today made Sister Chen quite happy—happy, yet simultaneously envious...
However, the idea that Su Bai had absolutely no ulterior motives regarding her seemed a bit bizarre to Sister Chen.
If nothing else, Lu Yuning's figure was absolutely top-tier. Su Bai wasn't some naive virgin boy unable to spot a girl's "hidden assets," so how could that be?
"Ningning, I think Young Master Su is just pretending to be a proper gentleman. Oh, come on, it's the first meeting, so he has to put on an act. Once you have more chances to interact later, you absolutely must grasp the opportunity."
"Whimper... Sister Chen, he doesn't have that kind of interest in me. Stop teasing me."
Lu Yuning was mortified.
When it came to romance, Lu Yuning had absolutely zero real-world experience. Her imagination was vivid, sure, but that was strictly for fashion design—yes, for art!
However, she vaguely recalled that during their private conversation in the nightclub's VIP room, Su Bai's gaze had seemed to drift, intentionally or unintentionally, toward her "assets."
Combined with Sister Chen's theory, Lu Yuning's heart couldn't help but pound wildly.
Whimper...
As Su Bai's tall, handsome image flashed before her eyes, Lu Yuning felt an inexplicable sense of anticipation.
Seeing that Lu Yuning was shy enough to pass out, Sister Chen quickly changed the subject. "Forget it, forget it, you little dummy. It's no use talking to you. Just let nature take its course. At least now you can collect a rich heir's salary. Isn't that way better than working for that unscrupulous boss who withheld your pay?"
"Mhm, that's true."
"Can you reveal just a tiny, tiny bit? How much salary is Young Master Su paying you a month?"
Sister Chen lowered her voice, her face full of gossip.
Lu Yuning thought for a moment. She had actually asked Su Bai a similar question during their discussion. Su Bai had said the salary wasn't confidential, nor was their cooperative relationship—she could say whatever she wanted.
She was a girl who respected contracts, so she was only willing to discuss it with her roommate because Su Bai had given the green light.
"As for the salary, for now, it's one hundred thousand yuan a month..."
"Say what now??"
Sister Chen was thunderstruck. She dug at her ears and asked repeatedly before finally confirming she hadn't misheard.
Her expression instantly became quite a spectacle.
One hundred thousand a month—what was that concept in Jiangcheng?
Let's put it this way: aside from a tiny minority of executives at major corporations, pure wage earners basically never saw that kind of income.
In many small companies, a monthly salary of twenty or thirty thousand was the ceiling.
After all, the profit margins of such companies were limited. The boss took the lion's share, and the leadership team consisted of only two or three people—the so-called Director level.
Going higher, even in slightly larger places or State-Owned Enterprises, salaries didn't reach that height.
If it were a branch of a major internet tech giant or a financial firm in Jiangcheng, an annual salary converted to that monthly figure might be possible. But that required years of experience, effectively senior-level status. Those people were the cream of the crop—extremely rare in terms of both absolute numbers and population percentage.
And yet, you're telling me that Ningning, a designer who graduated with her bachelor's degree only a year ago, is making a hundred thousand a month?
Clinging to a shred of wishful thinking, Sister Chen asked, "This hundred thousand a month includes performance targets, right?"
Lu Yuning shook her head. "No, that's the base salary. Bonuses and subsidies are calculated separately."
"???"
Holy moly, was there any justice left in the world?
This was Young Master Su's grand style. Do any of you have that kind of generosity, I'd like to ask?
Sister Chen had heard various rumors about Su Bai; she knew he spent money as if he were using cheat codes in a game—a true master who didn't view money as money.
However, having such an exaggerated thing happen to someone right next to her was still a bit too earth-shattering.
After thinking for a moment, a slightly sly, suggestive grin appeared on Sister Chen's face.
"Ningning, listen to your big sister. Based on my years of experience walking the path of life, the meaning behind the salary Young Master Su is paying you is actually very obvious... Think about it. Even somewhat famous designers in the industry cap out at sixty or seventy thousand. It's very hard to reach the hundred thousand level, right?"
"Exactly, Sister Chen. That's actually what I'm worried about. I also feel he's giving too much. If my output doesn't satisfy him, or if I simply can't generate that much value, wouldn't that be... Whimper... I'd feel so guilty."
Lu Yuning let out a conflicted whimper, sounding like a small animal, perhaps an otter.
This child's mind was still quite simple. Although she had been out of university for a year, her mentality was purer than many sophomore or junior girls still in school... For instance, Liu Yuanyuan, Xue Tao's "divine companion," clearly had a much more polluted heart than Lu Yuning.
When it came to employment, you took what you were given; it was a consensual agreement.
Yet, Lu Yuning still held onto a very old-fashioned mindset: she felt that if she took so much money, she had to produce corresponding value, otherwise it was immoral behavior.
Sister Chen roughly understood her thought process, so she encouraged her, "The money he's paying isn't just buying your designs, it's buying *you*. Trust me, he's definitely interested in you. Rest assured and boldly throw yourself at him!"
"R-Really throw myself at him?"
"Holy beans, if you don't throw yourself at such an excellent man, what are you waiting for?!" Sister Chen spoke with a tone of exasperation, like someone wishing iron would turn into steel.
"No, that's not what I meant..." Sweat beaded on Lu Yuning's forehead. "It's not that I'm unwilling. I just think... what if, you know, he doesn't like me? Wouldn't that be incredibly awkward?"
"Heh. If nothing else, no man dislikes that massive pair of 'bombs' you've got! That is a preference engraved in the very bottom of human genetics. And yours are all-natural, no knife work involved. Do you know how rare a natural F-cup is domestically?"
"..."
Lu Yuning grew more ashamed the more she listened, so she simply pulled her clothes up to cover her face.
Seeing this, Sister Chen shook her head helplessly. *Sigh*, this little girl was truly too passive in character. She needed to be educated properly. With such a good opportunity, she naturally had to show some enthusiasm to Su Bai.
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