"Quit your part-time job at the cafeteria. For the next few days, you'll be handling HR duties. After the recruitment drive is over, you can go back to your original job."
As they ate, Chen Yansen said slowly to Song Yuncheng.
"If I'm doing extra work, does that mean I'll get a raise?"
Song Yuncheng asked tentatively. She had been perfectly happy with her two-thousand-yuan monthly salary the night before, but after comparing it to Zhang Wenbo's four thousand, she couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment.
"Cut the crap! You want me to dock your pay? Peel me a shrimp!"
Chen Yansen grinned, issuing a veiled threat.
"I... I really have a boyfriend. If he sees this, you're finished! He's an athlete, has an eight-pack, and could take on ten of you without breaking a sweat."
Not wanting to peel the shrimp, Song Yuncheng put on a serious expression and said with a straight face.
"An eight-pack like mine?"
Chen Yansen lifted his shirt, revealing his well-defined muscles.
