"Come, let me take a photo for you."
The phone in her hand was taken away.
Wei Chuyin turned her head instinctively, her eyes revealing surprise, "Luo Peng?"
Young Master Luo smiled.
"Aren’t we taking a photo?"
Wei Chuyin felt a bit uneasy, given that due to Jiang Chen, Luo Peng had never shown her a friendly face before.
Looking at the phone now in his hands, she didn’t know what to say and quietly stood next to Ai Qian.
"Three, two, one, eggplant."
The two women faced the camera, matching it with a smile.
Luo Peng put down the phone, "Done."
He walked over and handed the phone back to Wei Chuyin.
"We’re classmates, no need for thanks."
Luo Peng chuckled indifferently and looked towards Ai Qian.
Wei Chuyin tactfully walked away.
The graduation ceremony was over, but the students had not yet left. Almost everyone was looking for someone to take photos with and to linger a little longer in this moment.
Many took this opportunity to have a photo with that "ta" from their youth who had seemed within reach yet unapproachable.
"Aren’t you going to take a photo with Jiang Chen?"
Luo Peng asked with a smile.
Ai Qian, with her characteristic straightforwardness, shook her head, "There are so many people, forget it."
There were a lot of people looking to take a photo with Jiang Chen, the line seemingly endless, and most of them were male.
Just as Professor Zhao had said.
We all know that the future holds great promise, but the path ahead won’t be smooth.
Beyond the excitement and anticipation, in fact, most people also feel a certain unease about the unpredictable future.
But Jiang Chen was different.
With a virtual love game, he had already become a symbol of success in the eyes of students at East University.
Moving towards successful people is human nature.
"I heard you’re interning at Hanfeng Food?"
"How do you know that?"
Ai Qian, with her newly cut short hair, raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Paying so much attention to me, you’re not harboring any ulterior motives, are you?"
"See, that’s where you’re wrong. We’re classmates; isn’t it only right to take an interest in each other?"
Hanfeng Food is a joint venture company, truly a good starting point for fresh graduates.
"What’s the pay like?"
Actually, this kind of question is quite common; graduates often ask each other about it.
Before Jiang Chen and Ai Qian broke up, he had a pretty good relationship with Ai Qian.
"It’s okay. After becoming a regular employee and including performance bonuses, it should be over ten thousand. I definitely can’t compare to you, Boss Luo, but I’m already content."
Ai Qian’s smile was carefree, without any hint of embarrassment.
According to rumors, ever since the virtual love game went online, it had been flourishing, currently boasting monthly revenues that had broken into the eight-figure range.
Whether that’s true or not, only the inner members of the studio would really know.
"You make me sound terrible, saying all that. I’m also working for someone else. To get a monthly salary of over ten thousand for your first job, you’ve already surpassed most people. Last year, the average starting salary for undergraduates like us was less than six thousand yuan."
"I didn’t expect a guy like you to comfort people."
Luo Peng, known among his classmates as a playboy, smiled, "What do you mean ’a guy like me’? Do you have a prejudice against me?"
Ai Qian laughed and shook her head, "No."
Luo Peng took off the graduation cap from his head, "Ai Qian, why don’t you come work with us?"
Ai Qian’s eyes showed puzzlement.
"Our Tianci Capital has just set up our office, and we will definitely make big moves next, so we’re short-handed. If you’re willing to come over, I can’t guarantee other things, but whatever salary Hanfeng Fruit offers you, we’ll triple it."
"Would I lie to you?"
Such treatment was indeed tempting. Following a normal career trajectory, one might work two or three years and still not receive such a high salary.
East Sea was indeed the most developed city in the country.
Not every person striving in East Sea can earn an annual salary of millions.
Let me share an incredible yet true statistic.
In Shenzhou, there are over 5.4 million people with a monthly income of zero.
Those earning 0 to 500 yuan are 215 million people.
There are 200 million people earning between 500 to 800 yuan a month.
And those earning 800 to 1000 yuan number 120 million.
In other words, over 500 million people have a monthly income of less than 1000 yuan.
And if you expand the monthly income to within 5000 yuan, it covers 1.3 billion people.
That means if you earn more than 5000 yuan a month, you’re surpassing 95% of the population.
An income of over 10,000 yuan a month, no exaggeration, would place you at the very top of the population pyramid.
This world is actually not as prosperous as it seems on the surface; it’s just that the media’s overemphasis makes it seem like rich people are everywhere.
"Is this your idea, or your boss’s?"
Ai Qian asked teasingly.
Luo Peng laughed it off nonchalantly, "Do you think so little of me? I’m still the CEO of Tianci, after all. I have the authority to decide on such minor matters."
Although he didn’t directly answer the question, his response was sufficient.
Ai Qian shook her head, "It’s too awkward."
"What’s so awkward about it? You and Jiang Chen get along quite well, don’t you?" Luo Peng brought up the matter matter-of-factly and spoke with conviction, "We’ve graduated; you now need to learn to shift your mindset. Work is work. You can’t mix it with personal feelings."
"Thank you for the enlightening words, President Luo. Of course, I have no problem. But what will Li Shuru think if she finds out or bumps into me? Aren’t you afraid that you, the CEO, will be dismissed and investigated?"
"Actually, you worry too much. Li Shuru isn’t as petty as you think," Luo Peng said earnestly.
"Even the most generous girl will eventually have some issues with this, even if she doesn’t voice them. But I do appreciate your kind offer, Luo. Thank you," Ai Qian replied with a light laugh.
Knowing her decision was final, Luo Peng didn’t press any further; after all, it had been a spur-of-the-moment idea.
"I just talked with Ai Qian for a bit."
After going for a walk, he approached Jiang Chen and confessed, "I was thinking of hiring her for the company."
Jiang Chen turned his head, "Are you crazy?"
"Come on, I know what kind of person you are. Although you two have broken up, but if she’s having a hard time..."
Seeing Jiang Chen’s expression change, he quickly added, "I’m not saying you still have feelings for her or anything. I’m a man too, I understand, if my ex-girlfriend were suffering, I’d feel bad too. It’s what Professor Zhao calls ’a man’s responsibility.’"
"If Professor Zhao heard you interpret his words like that, you’d definitely have to stay in school and continue your studies," Jiang Chen retorted.
"Don’t get worked up, Ai Qian didn’t agree."
"Did I get worked up?"
Luo Peng shook his head.
Jiang Chen looked towards Ai Qian in the distance, her short hair at shoulder length, her bearing now exuding more independence and strength.
"She’s doing well now, you shouldn’t interfere too much."
Luo Peng seemed like he wanted to say more but eventually remained silent, turning his gaze towards Ai Qian, just like Jiang Chen.
Ai Qian glanced over unintentionally, giving a faint smile.