It's just that Chitose still thinks the whole thing is too simple, but she can't be blamed for that.

After all, the next words that came out of Ye Wanfeng's mouth were something she never expected.

"Three million." Ye Wanfeng's eyes were clear, and his pupils exuded an unpredictable black shadow from time to time, mysterious and unpredictable. The thin lips outlined a cold arc, and the corners of the mouth that were slightly upturned revealed a chuckle: "Buy you for a month." ”

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Chitose looked slightly stunned, and under the big-headed doll was her slightly wide clear eyes.

She doesn't have a very good concept of money, she was born in a top wealthy family, and with the title of a popular actress in the entertainment industry, money is really not a necessity for her.

Chitose isn't spending money lavishly, but it's also in that time and space, there's nothing she can't buy.

However, the dim sum chef with three million a month still surprised her a little.

Is this Ye Wanfeng's family bank? As for spending such a large amount of money.

Moreover, at least so far, apart from the employment relationship, the relationship between them is basically equivalent to the relationship of passerby A.

Three million a month, isn't this Ye Wanfeng a philanthropist?

Chitose thought for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes and said, "Although you are the boss and I am just an ordinary maid, I still have to think about this matter." ”

When she said this, she was still thinking about what Ye Wanfeng would answer.

Either agree like a domineering president, or refuse like a cold teenager.

It's a pity that Chitose was wrong about the possibilities.

In the next second, the corners of Ye Wanfeng's mouth outlined a dangerous smile: "The three million can't reach you, you don't have to refuse so quickly." ”

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Chitose frowned slightly, just listening to Ye Wanfeng's tone, he knew that there was a follow-up to this matter.

"Mr. Ye means ......"

Ye Wanfeng didn't go around in circles, but directly gave Chitose an answer.

"The plate you just broke is the work of the Nordic master Got in the mid-fourteenth century." Ye Wanfeng said unhurriedly: "The market value is six million, three million is the price I got from the auction the year before last, the certificate and the auction brochure are well preserved, if you want to compensate, you can see it at any time." ”

……

Ye Wanfeng was very calm when she said this, but Chitose had a feeling that a bucket of cold water was suddenly splashed down.

This flashy-looking plate is worth three million?

This is definitely not coming...... Teasing her?

She was suddenly glad that she was wearing a big-headed doll costume, because at least then Ye Wanfeng couldn't see her demeanor and expression clearly.

This can at least pretend to be a very light response-

"Mr. Ye means that if I make a month's worth of dim sum, I can offset these three million worth of plates?" Chitose repeated.

It's not that she didn't hear what Ye Wanfeng said, but this kind of equivalent exchange must be repeated again.

It's like when bidding, the host will always say, how many once, twice, three times.

"Hmm." Ye Wanfeng responded lightly, but those deep ink-like eyes were surging in the dark tide.

Chitose raised his eyes slightly, looked at Ye Wanfeng's back, and responded: "Okay, deal." ”

In fact, she knew that in this situation, she seemed to have no choice.

After all, the relationship between hiring and being hired is formed from the very beginning.

Whether the plate was worth three million or not, she had no way of confirming it.

It's just to make a monthly snack, but you can use the medium of 'dim sum' to get close to Ye Wanfeng.