After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

"Sis, please have a seat."

"We've been waiting for you guys for a long time."

Wang Xueru made an inviting gesture feigning calmness, but her cheeks were burning hot; after all, she had nearly been caught red-handed.

But even though she was nervous and shy, there was an indescribable sense of excitement at the bottom of her heart.

"Qianqian, you know Xueru,"

"This gentleman is Mr. Yang, Xueru's boyfriend."

Wang Jingru made a brief introduction for both parties.

At that moment, Zheng Qianqian's phone was still recording. She quickly pressed stop, then greeted, "Hello Mr. Yang, my name is Zheng Qianqian."

Mr. Yang's dramatic entrance was indeed explosive, but after all, he was the CEO of a large conglomerate like Tianmei Media. As a small self-media blogger, she naturally needed to be polite.

"Hello, please sit down."

Yang Hao waved his hand gently and then said to the waiter, "Serve the dishes, please."

"Certainly, Mr. Yang."

The waiter bowed respectfully and then exited the private room.

Zheng Qianqian felt that this CEO's style was too domineering, even omitting the process of ordering dishes.

Wouldn't it normally be polite to let Wang Jingru, the guest, order first?

However, as the waiter started serving the dishes, she realized she was thinking too small; Mr. Yang had ordered every special dish from this private restaurant.

The four of them couldn't possibly finish it all, but the idea was to sample everything.

Not only that, Yang Hao had ordered two bottles of Bordeaux red wine from '96, worth over 20,000 yuan each.

Stop talking about '82 Lafite all the time; 99% of them on the market are fake, after all, an empty bottle of '82 Lafite could sell for about five thousand.

Think about it.

After three rounds of wine, Yang Hao began to discuss business with Wang Jingru.

"Jingru, how much is your salary at Global Film and Television?"

Salary is quite a private matter, but if you're joining a new company, the boss naturally needs to consider your previous salary.

"A monthly salary of 3.5k, with 14 payments a year."

Wang Jingru answered honestly. In fact, she had some bonuses as well, but they weren't consistent, and sometimes she received more and sometimes less, so she didn't mention them.

Wang Jingru didn't expect her salary to match what she earned in Capital City after returning to Jiangcheng; after all, wages here were much lower than in Capital City.

Yang Hao quietly calculated Wang Jingru's annual salary; 3.5 million a month, 14 payments a year, for a total of 49 million.

"How about this, your salary at Tianmei won't be calculated monthly; you'll have an annual salary of one million, plus performance bonuses."

Mr. Yang doubled the salary for his aunt.

It's not painful to give more salary to your own people.

Moreover, the aunt was a stunningly beautiful mature woman, and with the status buff of being an aunt, she was quite attractive to someone like Mr. Yang, a diehard fan of Prime Minister Cao.

As the old saying goes, "Why worry about the afterlife? Revel while you can!"

Life is just about the three meals a day!

There's no need to constrain yourself, nor act against your heart; as long as you don't do anything illegal or cause trouble for the country, just do it!

"Ah?"

"One million!!"

Wang Jingru was shocked.

Zheng Qianqian, sitting aside, also took a deep breath, unconsciously dilating her pupils. She knew about her friend's income; on the way back from Capital City, her friend had mentioned that it would be okay if her salary dropped a little, but she didn't expect it not only didn't drop but actually doubled!

"Mr. Yang, might that be too much?"

Wang Jingru calmed her emotions, thinking that Mr. Yang might be offering such a high salary because of her sister.

Mr. Yang waved his hand, "The director of the CEO's office at Tianmei Media earns this level of salary, and besides, I believe in your abilities."

What Mr. Yang said was indeed true; the director of Tianmei Media's CEO's office had an income of about one million annually, and it could be even more.

It depends on personal dealings. After all, there are many opportunities to make money from the position of director of the CEO's office.

Seeing Mr. Yang say so, Wang Jingru didn't speak further. She had been in the entertainment circle for many years and certainly understood the salary level of a director of a large conglomerate's CEO's office like Tianmei Media. Although every company's situation was different, an annual salary of one million was certainly reasonable.

If she insisted on declining, she would seem too affected, but she resolved in her heart to do a good job once she joined the company and produce some results!

"What about accommodation? Are you staying at home?" Mr. Yang asked again.

Wang Jingru shook her head: "My parents don't know that I've divorced Sun Jixing, nor that I've returned to Jiangcheng. I plan to tell them later."

"Sis, then you can stay at my place," Wang Xueru suggested.

Wang Jingru shook her head again: "No, I'll rent a place outside."

"If I stayed with you, Nuonuo would know, and he might let it slip to mom and dad. Besides, I want to live by myself for a while, to calm down."

Wang Xueru nodded and said no more; she had been divorced herself and probably understood her sister's current state of mind.

If it hadn't been for Mr. Yang's appearance, she would likely be in a reclusive state too, avoiding contact with the outside world and closing herself off.

"In that case, the company will provide you with an apartment to live in for now," Mr. Yang proposed again.

Most of Linjiang Garden's dozen or so apartments were vacant, and they were paying property and miscellaneous fees anyway, so offering one to the aunt was not a problem at all.

"This..."

"There's no need, Mr. Yang, I can just rent a place for myself."