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Chapter 61 The first salary

Chapter 61 The First Salary

Author: TrojanRW

Chapter 61 The First Salary

"I'm serious."

Han Yi's expression was extremely serious.

"You have done a lot during this period, and I see it all. In Fogo de Cho, I said that I was waiting for your letter of intent, which is not a scene. Only by fully negotiating can we cooperate for a long time."

"I know, I don't think you're perfunctory."

Zhao Youzhen bit her lip and her voice became lighter.

"I have also seriously considered this issue, but I think... Compared to me, I have nothing now, and I really don't know how to ask you for conditions. So for so long, I have been doing things seriously, hoping to talk about these issues after seeing my value."

“But now…”

Speaking of this, the girl shook her head and laughed.

"Salary and share, these things seem to be of no importance."

"Why?" Han Yi frowned and asked.

“Because it’s really happy.”

Zhao Youzhen greeted Han Yi's inquiring eyes and faced Zhenxin frankly and bravely.

"The primary school affiliated to Tongque Middle School, the middle school affiliated to Lihua Women's University, the Dayuan Foreign Language Higher Education College, and then I went to UCLA to study political science. From birth to now, I have basically never made a choice myself... In South Korea, as a girl, especially a girl from a family like me, the so-called freedom is really too luxurious."

"At least... after the first year of high school, your father respected your decision, didn't he?" Han Yi comforted, "You said you wanted to go to high school in the United States, and he asked you to come."

"I insisted on leaving and didn't want to continue living under his control and shadow. He was so fierce that he even told me that as long as I dared to take a step out of Seoul, I would just disappear into the Han River... Yes, this is what a father said."

Perhaps it was because I had thought about it too many times. When describing this experience to Han Yi, Zhao Youzhen not only had expressionless face, but also lost the most basic tone fluctuations.

"But in the end, his colleague in the law firm convinced him... it was not because he was kind to me. The uncle said, 'The price for girls who graduated from prestigious American universities would be higher when they get married. Yu Zhen is so beautiful, and with her degree from a prestigious university, it is not impossible to call President Jin at that time'."

"What does that Korean sentence mean?"

“'In-law'.”

Zhao Youzhen looked at Han Yi with a calm smile.

The experience with Xiao Xu... seems quite similar.

Xu Yiru's parents hoped that she would fly up to the branch and become a phoenix and become a young wife of the wealthy family in Baodao, while Zhao Youzhen's father wanted to make her a bargaining chip on his own path to power.

What your daughter reads doesn’t matter, it’s the key to making her more valuable.

"How did you know this?" Han Yi sighed softly and asked, "What did your father tell you?"

"How could he tell me this? It turned out that the senior partner of the Seoul office of the Mirbank Law Firm and the current head of the International Cooperation Group of the Grand Procuratorate, did not have time to talk to his family." Zhao Youzhen raised her head and raised her tone, "Ah--I can't help but say some embarrassing words today. The reason I know is because I was kneeling aside at that time."

"Mom is here too."

"What does she think?"

"She has no idea." Zhao Youzhen murmured almost like a dream, "If there are guests present, my mother and I must eat in the kitchen. Even if she has an idea, it doesn't matter at all."

This is a sentence that no matter what angle, it is impossible to catch it, or even find a way to comfort me. Han Yi could only nod in silence, indicating that he was listening carefully.

Many areas in East Asia still retain such bad habits, especially in South Korea. Park Jae-woo told Han Yi that when eating at home, his mother and sister never could not serve the table.

"So, that's why you go to Marlborough school, right?"

"Yes, in such a dangerous place in the United States, how can our family Yuzhen be polluted? Go to Charlie Munger's children, all of whom are in the girls' school, spend two or three years peacefully, get into a good university, and get back to get married after finishing the school."

"My life has been booked for the son of the Attorney General, or the eldest son who is more advanced than him."

"Marry, get married, get married."

Hearing this, Han Yi couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

"From childhood to adulthood, thousands of days and nights, all emotions, thoughts, goals and dreams are jokes. Living is to make powerful people raise their eyelids and move their minds."

From this point of view, Xiaoru's situation is better than Yu Zhen.

At least, Xu Yiru's mother really wants her daughter to get happiness by marrying into a wealthy family. Regardless of whether her values ​​are distorted or not, at least she loves her daughter.

But for Zhao Yongzhe, Han Yi not only couldn't see the emotions, but he didn't even have the slightest warmth of family affection.

His daughter is only worthy of being the ladder he climbs up.

"So, I absolutely have no way to go back to South Korea."

Zhao Youzhen's eyes were not focused, as if she was explaining to Han Yi, or as if she was confessing to herself.

"I am not a person who often feels positive emotions. In fact, most of the time, I am extremely paranoid and pessimistic. I believe you can see it. When I see a beautiful bird flying through the sky, I will imagine it being imprisoned in a cage with people pulling their feathers."

"I haven't had a real freedom for even half a minute, but during this period of time I was with you... I realized respect for the first time. I finally realized what it feels like to be treated equally, what it feels like to be told about your thoughts is important, what it feels like to be encouraged and bravely pursue your dreams."

"I told you, Yi. I want to enter the music circle, not because of pure love... I want to work in this industry because this art form is really simple, it's just sound."

"I like simplicity, not complexity, and I also try my best to stay away from complexity. If I can lose my eyesight, I don't have to see the dirty things in the world, and only hear beautiful music. It is also a good thing for me to turn romantic imaginations into my own real world from the melody."

"And, as a Korean, if you want to achieve something in the United States, in my opinion, it is probably the most promising thing to do music. I...I don't want to go back, but I'm really proud of my country. I think we are creating something great that all humanity will love."

"I stayed in the United States not only to escape from him. I want to prove to him that he was wrong and I was right."

Speaking of this, Zhao Youzhen had to pause and took a few deep breaths before barely suppressing the choking that surged into her chest.

"I, Zhao Youzhen, don't need any in-laws."

"I am an adult."

"So, I hope that what we are doing now can continue. Even if we can't get a penny, it doesn't matter. I just want it to be able to maintain it and let me learn something well and seriously."

"If money will prevent it from continuing, I would rather not. I don't want to take this risk."

As he finished speaking, the office fell into silence.

Han Yi did not answer the conversation, but just stared at the girl.

Zhao Youzhen felt that his eyes seemed to be penetrating, directly piercing the soft skin, fragile disguise, and directly questioning the heart that no one had ever touched.

"I thought you were a very confident girl."

It took a long time before Han Yi, who was holding his hands in his chest, laughed out loud.

"I...I'm very confident."

Zhao Youzhen subconsciously straightened her back and her neck became tense.

"No." Han Yi shook his head, "You know. A truly confident person will not feel that pursuing what he wants and deserves means that she must give up... Think about what I said carefully, do you agree?"

"you……"

The girl's expression stagnated, but not long after, she let out a light breath and a relaxed smile appeared on her face.

"You're right."

"I'm a coward."

"But it's not my fault." Zhao Youzhen pinched his earlobe and blinked prettyly, "So far, everything I have been earned by sacrifice. This is a reality I'm used to."

Han Yi smiled and nodded without answering. He could see that Zhao Youzhen's prideful inferiority complex was deeply rooted in his bones. In addition to his father's suppression and indifference since childhood, there were also systemic discriminations from the entire South Korean society when he was a little older. Youzhen resisted these pressures all his life. At the beginning, he became a fat girl, which was a kind of struggle, but later, he didn't even want to lose weight in a crazy way.

It’s not that Zhao Youzhen doesn’t want to share the money and salary, but she doesn’t have confidence from the bottom of her bones. Especially in front of people she trusts, girls will exaggerate their inferiority complex and show them to the fullest.

in other words.

Yuzhen is eager to gain recognition, but from the beginning, she felt that she was not worthy of it at all.

Many daughters from wealthy families lack nothing, but they just want to find a bad partner to ruin their second half of their lives. Most people think they are living too comfortable and want to pour some stimulating additives into their lives.

But in fact, many girls are like Yu Zhen. Although they were born with a golden spoon in their mouths, they are reminded that these things do not really belong to them at all.

I give you a golden spoon to learn how to get a more dazzling one.

If it continues to develop like in the previous life, will Xu Yiru also start the self-destruct mode?

God knows.

Han Yi only knew that it was difficult to heal this kind of scar. The most intuitive and effective way was to bloodily uncover her inner confusion and then use gentleness to give him the most equal and respectful reward.

"The annual salary is 85,000 US dollars, the commission is 15% of the gross profit of its management artist, and the signing bonus of 3,500 US dollars is about half a month's salary. Position... the partner manager of the management." Han Yi deliberately looked stern and tried his best tone. "Zhao Youzhen, according to your current qualifications, I can't give you shares directly. Of course, if you make achievements later, I will reserve a certain share for you... Now the things I listed are already relatively generous."

"If you are willing to cooperate, I can now transfer the contract fee to you. If you feel that the conditions do not meet your wishes, then I am very sorry..."

Han Yi patted the table lightly, pretending to be indifferent and tone.

"I can only wish you a smooth career in the future."

"So fierce, Han Yi."

Zhao Youzhen said this, but there was no complaint in her tone, but instead she was filled with joy.

"Then... let's call the signing fee first." Zhao Youzhen spread her hands and smiled, "I agreed."

"It's too anxious." Han Yi didn't play a bad boss. After a few minutes, he couldn't hold back his smile. While opening the instant transfer software Venmo, he transferred $3,500 to Yuzhen, who had added a friend in New York, and muttered, "I like which pair of shoes I've seen."

"I'm going to treat you to a meal."

Zhao Youzhen picked up her phone and read the credit message over and over again. For her, she couldn't even buy the coat hanging on the chair, but Yuzhen cherished it so much.

Because, this number means that a beautiful, pure future opened by her tiptoe is waving not far away.

"Let's go."

Yuzhen stood up, put her hands on her hips, and looked as proud as a kitten who had just returned from hunting and placed the mouse in front of his master.

"I'll treat you first."

"Use my first salary."

(End of this chapter)
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