"The workload of the chief designer is not much, just give me the work after it is designed, and I will let others tell you about other things to do."
"Tomorrow is the weekend, so you don't need to come to work, just come to the office at 8:30 a.m. on Monday, I'll have someone bring you the contract later, and you can go back after you sign it."
Looking at Jacob, Rosemary said softly, "May I interrupt you for a moment?"
Nodding, Jacob asked, "Go ahead!"
"I don't think you've told me what my salary is?"
She is now short of money after all, although Marcy gave her a card, but after all, they are not very familiar, has been living in people's homes for nothing for more than a month, and yesterday married five thousand dollars to pay the rent, can not always use other people's money.
After all, the consumption of the capital of W, not generally everyone can afford to spend.
Jacob looked at Rosemary and froze for half a day before saying, "You're still the first chief designer to ask me about my salary!"
"Sorry!" Rosemary looked at Jacob, but still replied without condescension, "Of course I want to know what my salary is, because I need the money badly right now!"
"Why?" Looking at Rosemary, Jacob couldn't imagine why she needed the money so badly.
She looked good, although the clothes she was wearing were not very good.
Because she was worried that the clothes Marcy bought for herself were too harsh, she asked Auntie Wong's daughter to borrow the clothes she was wearing today last night.
Even though the clothes Rosemary wore were ordinary, they couldn't hide the good upbringing she had developed since childhood and the noble aura she exuded from her entire body.
Even just standing in the middle of the crowd, it will make people's eyes shine.
"I ......"
Rosemary took a deep breath before saying slowly, "I owe people a lot of money, and you see my skin is smooth now, but a month ago, it was full of scars!" So I need money to pay people back and to live here.
Looking at the photo on Rosemary's phone, Jacob looked dismayed.
Before he could respond, Rosemary continued, "This face of mine, plus the subsequent maintenance costs, will cost at least a million or so."
"Is this a big amount for you?"
"Of course!"
"But I think that since the other party already knows that he helped you to do the repair surgery without your money, then he should not think about asking you to pay back this money!"
For the old Rosemary, a million was indeed nothing, even if it was two million, if she wanted it.
But now ......
Even a hundred thousand dollars seemed like astronomical figures to her.
Looking at Jacob, Rosemary said earnestly, "But I don't want to owe people too much!"
"I'm not very clear about the salary of the chief designer, I'll call and let my assistant talk to you!"
"Thanks!"
As the words fell into his mouth, Jacob picked up the phone and dialed the internal number.
A man soon came through the door, and Rosemary naturally knew the man, who was Lorry, who had just brought her in.
"Lorry, talk to Miss Harris about the lead designer's salary and requirements, and get the contract done by the way!"
"Chief designer?"
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