Mr. Baiyi carefully looked at the healing energy in her hand and nodded, "Alright, healing types are pretty rare, but you're still at Bronze Middle Tier. I can give you two hundred fifty Gold Coins a month."
Aileen forced a smile on her face, "Haha, I told you Luoning's prophecy wasn't accurate. He said I was destined to be poor, but here I am, striking gold!"
Mr. Baiyi: "But you've been sleeping most of this month, those days count as absenteeism, so first, we'll deduct fifty Gold Coins!"
Aileen: ....
"Damn it! I'm awakening my talent! How could you do this! That's my hard-earned money!" Aileen suddenly perked up, looking at Mr. Baiyi with a face full of grievance.
Mr. Baiyi slightly raised his head, asking from on high, "Just say whether you've done any work or not!"
