"Little girl, you're quite fierce." Pei Yan teased her with a smile.
"If you didn't have so many moves, I'd still be pretty gentle." Qin Yun raised her chin arrogantly, taking small steps, looking quite flamboyant.
Pei Yan raised his eyebrows, indifferent.
"So boss, how do you plan to sign me? I won't do it if the share is too low." Qin Yun crossed her arms, looking very defiant.
"Thirty-seventy?" Pei Yan laughed.
"Feels a bit low, how about twenty-eighty, I take eighty." Qin Yun said confidently.
Pei Yan chuckled softly, "So calculative? Isn't this also your company?"
"That's different, the company is the company, personal is personal; every bit I can squeeze out from you is very valuable." After saying that, Qin Yun added smugly, "Besides, what's divided to me is my personal share of eighty. As you said, I also have a share in the company, so I'm getting a double share, isn't that wonderful?"
Pei Yan: "..."
Suddenly, a bit of doubt—who's the real Pixiu here?
