The melon goes well with the meal. When Lei Xuan was about to throw a tantrum on the ground, Ye You and Jiang Miaomiao had already finished their breakfast.
Ye You hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Sister Liushui, don't you need some advice?"
Jiang Miaomiao said nonchalantly, "It's okay. This is just a joke."
"Ah?" Ye You was stunned.
Jiang Miaomiao shrugged: "Although I have only known him for half a month, I don't think I will be wrong."
"People with Yan Xianjue's personality aren't scary when he threatens you. He's only really angry when he doesn't say a word."
"At this point, the most we can do is tease Lei Xuan and teach him a lesson. Don't be so outspoken in the future."
Learning from Lei Xuan's lesson, both of them turned off their microphones before speaking.
So only Zhao Jiajin and Zhao Jiaxuan, who were sitting at the table next to them, heard this conversation.
The two looked at Jiang Miaomiao curiously, but did not speak rashly.
When Yan Xianjue felt that it was almost time, he snorted and pronounced judgment on Lei Xuan's mistake.
"A self-criticism and a 50,000 yuan fine."
After Yan Xianjue finished speaking, Shen Fangli no longer had that fake smile on her face, and quickly returned to her usual smiling appearance.
"No problem." Lei Xuan agreed readily. He was not the type who could not afford to play tricks, nor was he the type who would not admit his mistakes.
He took out his cell phone and transferred 50,000 yuan each to Ji Xi and Shen Fangli under the camera.
Shen Fangli didn't intend to accept the money and was about to return it when she heard Yan Xianjue say, "Take it, just consider it as compensation for mental damage."
Lei Xuan agreed: "Yes, yes, it's me who is not very careful with my words."
Shen Fangli thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Besides, it was only 50,000, which was not a lot.
Yan Xianjue set this number just right.
After she clicked on the payment button, she transferred 30,000 yuan to Yan Xianjue. Yan Xianjue looked at her and asked her what she was doing.
"Hehe, let's divide the spoils."
Yan Xianjue reached out and pinched her nose: "Liu Si, you're really unlucky."
"Not a loss, not a loss," Shen Fangli was the type who was content with what she had. "It's enough to buy a bag when I get home."
Lei Xuan curled his lips at the two men dividing the loot in front of him.
But he was indeed in the wrong in this matter.
It’s okay to joke with Yan Xianjue in private, but saying such things during a live broadcast is a bit too much.
One hundred thousand yuan was only half a month's pocket money for him, so he was not afraid of writing a self-criticism, because he had a colleague who was very good at writing self-criticisms.
Ji Xi has sold so many copies of the self-review, so he shouldn’t mind selling him a customized set.
Then he heard Yan Xianjue add, "Don't let Ji Xi help."
Lei Xuan: “…”
Lei Xuan asked sincerely: "Are you the roundworm in my stomach?"
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes: "You're a bit disgusting."
"Look at your face in the mirror. It's clearly written on your face."
Zhao Jiaxuan couldn't help himself at this point. He asked Ji Xi, who was sitting opposite him, "How much are your salaries? The minimum fine is 10,000 yuan?"
"Jiayi, I'd like to know this question too. My annual salary before tax is less than 100,000."
"Lei Xuan confiscated my salary for this year."
"Generally speaking, can fines be no more than a certain percentage of wages?"
"Otherwise, Lei Xuan would have to work for nothing."
"Yan Xianjue even fined himself 500,000 yuan before."
"Then why don't you say he won 750 million?"
"Okay, I don't want to see this number appear in the live broadcast room anymore. It makes me feel like we're not in the same world anymore."
Ji Xi swallowed the food in his mouth and drank a sip of milk tea before speaking: "I think I said that before."
"Three thousand a month, no holidays, year-round, on call."
"A monthly salary of three thousand, food and accommodation included, no holidays all year round, available on call at any time." Ji Xi and the barrage said the same thing at the same time.
"Bullshit, I don't believe it!"
"Would Ji Xi work so hard for Yan Xianjue for 3,000 yuan? He's not a fool!"
Zhao Jiajin read this comment.
Ji Xi added slowly: "Oh, that was my salary during my internship. Now I'm a regular employee."
"I took the college entrance exam last month, so my performance was not so good. My bonus is probably less than 100,000 yuan."
“???”
"What a niche word! Why on earth would "poor performance" and "less than 100,000 bonus" appear in the same sentence?"
"That's still low. Think about it, he's the CEO! CEOs make tens of millions a year, right?"
"...Don't you have any idea about money?"
"The CEO of a listed company only makes a little over 20 million. An average company CEO making 3-5 million is already quite high."
"It's all Yan Xianjue's fault for that 750 million that affected my judgment. Now, when I see numbers below 10 million, I think they're just decimals."
"You've been in this state for a long time, please get it fixed soon. Otherwise, according to your calculation, it would be hard to describe my salary without a six-digit decimal."
Good suddenly raised his head, he felt that he had been deceived by Ji Xi!
He hesitated before because Yan Xianjue's salary was too low.
After seeing that Yan Xianjue didn't mind them discussing salary, Good decisively turned to look at Jiang Miaomiao.
Jiang Miaomiao: "...Why are you looking at me?"
Yan Xianjue rested his chin on Shen Fangli's head: "I'm curious about your salary."
Jiang Miaomiao: “…”
"Then don't look at me. I'm an intern. It's really just the first half of what Ji Xi said. There are no surprises."
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