Jiajia paused for a moment after hearing this, and subconsciously asked, "Are you alright?"
“What could possibly be wrong with me? Don’t you go to work?” Aikun retorted.
Jiajia remained silent for a long time. Suddenly, she felt that the problem was unexpected and that Aikun seemed to be having some emotional issues.
"Find a chair and sit down first, I have something else to tell you," Jiajia finally said.
"What's going on? This is so weird. I'm sitting here. Just say what you want to say."
Aikun felt somewhat confused.
I heard Jiajia take a deep breath on the other end of the phone, and then she said softly:
"The boss's secretary just spoke to me privately and told me not to ask these kinds of questions at the company anymore."
"What's the problem?"
"It's about whether Weibo offered Zhou Tianyi a high price to invite him."
"Um?"
Hearing this, Ai Kun felt a sudden pang in his heart.
She asked, trembling, "Why?"
"Because we're not allowed to say," Jiajia replied.
Ai Kun's expression froze upon hearing this.
Jiajia continued, "Then I secretly asked a senior employee of the company, and he told me that it was true, but it had become a taboo in the company."
"Huh?" Ai Kun's voice rose several times.
Jiajia seemed startled and remained silent for a moment before replying, "Yes, and you've asked too little. Actually, the final price the company initially offered was one hundred million!"
One hundred million!
Upon hearing this number, Aikun's mind went blank, and he stood there like a statue.
"Hey, hey, are you alright?"
Beep beep beep.
Ai Kun unconsciously hung up the phone; at that moment, all she could think about was a hundred million.
She slumped into the chair, feeling as if all her strength had been drained away.
After a long while, she touched her face, and the burning sensation was accompanied by a stinging pain.
Unexpectedly, the clown was herself!
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