"Boss, I said something wrong, I'm sorry, I don't want..."
"Alright, a monthly salary of ten thousand. After the Liu Family succeeds, I'll give you control of a portion of shares. A person should strive for success, not just that little salary." Chen Tianlong had just kicked him because he was unambitious, which left Han Zhiming somewhat speechless.
"Okay, okay, can I... can I go back now?" Han Zhiming looked at himself covered in blood and needed to go to the hospital to get bandaged.
"Mm." Chen Tianlong nodded, suddenly remembering something. "Han Zhiming, are you trying to fool me?"
"Huh? Boss, what are you saying? How would I dare!" Han Zhiming was greatly startled, not understanding why Chen Tianlong would think this.
"Then why didn't you ask for my phone number? How are you going to communicate as my informant?" Chen Tianlong said coldly.
"Huh?"
