The CBD is full of tall buildings, and the Radio and Television Building in the northwest corner is a landmark. During traditional festivals such as Mid-Autumn Festival, National Day, New Year's Eve, and Spring Festival, celebrities come in droves, and even during normal days, you can see celebrities of all sizes rushing to attend various events.
The weekday morning was as busy as usual. Seeing the shiny metal elevator door slowly opening not far away, Emily took two quick steps and squeezed in.
She greeted her familiar colleagues one by one, her high heels tapping on the elevator floor, and someone was standing next to her.
Emily looked up.
Hannah Huang, who is 1.7 meters tall and wearing 8-centimeter high heels, looked at the girl next to her with her fluffy hair like clouds. She turned her head away proudly without saying hello.
Emily and Hannah joined the company in the same year and are of similar age, but their personalities and work attitudes are very different.
One has a slow temper and the other has an impatient personality; one is a lazy person and the other is trying hard to show off.
As the elevator went up, Yu Guangzhong and Huang Xiran noticed the antique brooch on the girl's fashion vest. Two love arrows intertwined, and the surrounding bows and ribbons were inlaid with blingbling diamonds, shining like stars in the sky.
Hannah curled her lips.
It must be a fake.
The four-carat heart-shaped diamond hanging in the middle of the brooch alone was enough to keep them going for years without food or drink.
The elevator went up to the fifth floor where the dubbing center was located, and Emily walked out of the elevator carrying her bag and the thermos cup that she must bring to work every day.
Coincidentally, her first pot of gold was the season theme song she recorded for "Skyrim" when she was 15 years old, which received a warm response from players and became popular. Later, she became the first official female announcer of the league.
Emily's most recent job is to dub a large-scale historical costume drama produced by the Radio and Television Group under the TV station.
In the play, she voiced two characters, one is the female protagonist who is only thirteen years old and in her prime and has few scenes, and the other is the eldest princess aunt of the male protagonist.
The former had to bring out the girl's cuteness and carefreeness; for the latter, because the actor was from the Greater Bay Area and her Mandarin was not standard enough, she had to be close to the role and the actor, and bring out the eldest princess's scheming and skill in political schemes.
The span between the two roles is quite large. Emily has been studying and pondering the script since she got it, and she did not relax when she returned to Yangcheng for the annual leave a few days ago.
The work day ended at eight o'clock in the evening.
Emily's car was not far from the entrance of the parking lot. Just as she was about to get in, an extremely cool Lamborghini next to her opened its doors like wings and a pair of brown Longwing Brogues men's shoes came out of the car.
Ethan Ouyang, deputy director of TV Department 1, has little real power, but he is the leader of Emily's leader.
Emily kept a distance of more than one meter from him in a businesslike manner and said politely, "Director Ouyang."
Ethan, dressed in a suit and tie, stood at the corners with his hands in his pockets, criticizing in a tone more bossy than a boss: "I don't like your outfit today, it's too conservative."
Emily:......? ? ?
Can I help you?
"Thanks for your advice. I'll leave work now if I have nothing else to do."
Emily started to walk away. Seeing that she didn't even glance at him, Ethan ran around the front of the car and chased after her, whispering, "Don't be ungrateful. You know I am..."
Emily opened the car door and didn't let him finish. "I know, you are Director Ouyang."
Then he slammed the car door.
The pink mini macaron worth tens of thousands of dollars started and accelerated skillfully, arrogantly leaving a small back view to Comrade Tie Niu.
After walking out of the TV station’s door, Emily breathed a sigh of relief.
Ethan, she secretly gave him a very down-to-earth nickname - "Iron Bull". Tie Niu is known as one of the four young masters of Haicheng. His family is very rich, and his main job every day is Bking.
Her first acquaintance with Tie Niu was filled with the melodrama of the romantic idol drama from ten years ago.
One day half a year ago, Emily and her colleagues had a meal at a new-style hot pot restaurant. The dipping sauce was self-service. There were all kinds of seasonings, placed in fat white porcelain bowls. Emily is a coriander fanatic, and she wishes she could stir-fry coriander every day.
After she filled her sesame oil bowl with coriander, she turned around to go back when a naughty kid came out from nowhere and bumped into her. She staggered and splashed the dipping sauce in her hand onto the young man next to her.
If Emily were ten centimeters taller, this bowl of dip with enough ingredients could be used to wash the other person's face.
She apologized repeatedly and took out her cell phone to add the other party's contact information to compensate for the already terrible price of the shirt.
The other party was unhappy, and the look he gave her was very unfriendly, like a knife that could shave off a layer of skin from a person. But he was not going to lose his temper with a lovely lady in public, so he said something very self-righteous in an exaggerated way, "Woman, you have caught my attention."
"You don't have to go through all the trouble to get my contact information."
As he said this, he took the phone from Emily's hand and dialed a number.
That’s right, the man who would die if he didn’t pretend to be cool is Ethan.
Later, after discovering that Emily also worked at the TV station, Ethan, like the paranoid male protagonist who had not received nine years of compulsory education and had been transported directly into the old-fashioned Mary Sue novel, showed great interest in Emily, causing Emily to suffer severe mental pollution.
The discomfort came from Ethan's gaze and domineering remarks that treated her as his private property and s3xual object.
For example, just now.
The look in his eyes made Emily feel disgusted.
After returning home, Emily didn't even eat, but took a nice rose bath. Then she filled a bowl of winter melon, corn and pork ribs soup that she had prepared in the morning, and sat down to eat it slowly.
The phone vibrated.
It’s a WeChat friend request.
The other person's profile picture was three bright handwritten letters "Ken" on a pitch-black background.
Very sharp and imposing.
Emily quickly approved the request.
[You can start chatting now]
What are you talking about?
Emily was racking her brains when Caleb sent her several messages in succession. She read them carefully one by one and felt that they seemed to be a set of rules.
[Arranged Person: We are about to become a legal couple, and I want to talk about my expectations for my wife. ]
Woman: I'm going to start making demands now.
[Person in charge: I am an e-sports player. I live and eat at the base. The base has a rule that outsiders are not allowed to stay overnight. I am very busy during the competition season every year and rarely rest. When I rest, I just sleep. I don’t have any requirements for life, and I don’t want to change my current work and life status.]
Woman: Competition and training are everything in my life. Don’t even think about changing anything.
[Arranged partner: I don’t need my wife to earn money to support the family, I don’t need my wife to take care of my elders, and I don’t need my wife to give birth to children to continue the family line]
Woman: Don’t dream. You are just my wife in name only, a tool I had to marry because of the pressure from my parents.
[Arranged Person: I hope my wife can understand my work, have a good temper and not be unreasonable]
Woman: Work is much more important than you.
[Person to be arranged: I will be responsible for all living expenses such as the house, property, etc., and give my wife a fixed amount of pocket money every month. ]
Woman: If you do the above, I will reward you.
Emily: ...Great!
Olivia said that their wedding house was a luxury house that Caleb bought himself a few years ago, and it was very close to the TV station.
She has a big, free house close to her workplace, no need to squeeze into the subway or worry about traffic jams, and a 20-minute walk can be considered as exercise. The other party is responsible for all household expenses, and may not go home for a year or two, and she does not need to endure the pain of childbirth and the hard work of raising a child.
Is there anything more perfect than this?
Emily lowered her mouth, which had stretched to her cheekbones, and asked, "How much is the fixed pocket money?"
Considering Caleb's net worth, his pocket money shouldn't be just three or five thousand.
That's a bit less.
But she doesn't have to do anything and just gets a few thousand dollars for free, so it seems okay.
How much will be given?
Emily felt that it was not a good idea to ask such a realistic question in the first formal chat, but she could not suppress her curiosity and inexplicable expectations. Who doesn't like money? Of course, the more the better.
After waiting for a long time, there was no reply from the other side.
Caleb had no experience in getting married and didn’t know how much he should give.
He thought about it and called Zach, the only married team manager in the NSD base, and asked straight to the point: "Let me ask you a question. How much pocket money do you give your wife every month?"
Zach was still in the office, looking worried in front of the computer. A few days ago, Caleb called him for the first time after the operation to discuss work, asking him and Paul to continue recruiting young trainees. He subconsciously thought that Caleb was urging him to do this.
"My dear, our NSD is not a garden that anyone can enter. Don't be in a hurry to expand the enrollment."
Caleb repeated, "I'm asking how much pocket money you give your wife every month."
"As the man who loves my wife the most in the world, of course I hand over all my salary and bonuses. I don't even have a secret stash."
Caleb: "......"
Caleb felt that he had asked the wrong person. Zach, who earned less than his endorsement salary and bonus in a year, was not worth referring to.
The phone vibrated and Caleb's message popped up.
【One hundred thousand.】
Emily was lying on the sofa and looking at her cell phone. She was so shocked that her hand slipped and the phone hit her face, hitting her nose. The pain made her burst into tears.
One hundred thousand?!
Her salary plus various subsidies and bonuses, minus taxes, social security and provident fund, totals a little over 10,000 yuan.
One hundred thousand a month, that’s one million and two hundred thousand a year.
Almost ten years' salary for her.
After waiting for a long time without any response, Caleb asked again.
[The person being arranged: Too little? ]
Emily: [No, I was too frightened and the phone hit my nose. It hurts!]
Caleb sneered and said, “You know what, it’s quite silly and cute.”
Emily: [I have two cats, can I bring them with me? ]
She took a few photos of the two furries.
Emily: [Photo]
Emily: [These two, they eat cat food and use cat litter, they are so cute]
Both were stuffed dolls, one of them had crossed eyes and didn't look very smart. The other one weighed about 20 kilograms and sat there like an isosceles triangle rice ball.
Caleb's lips curved up.
Caleb: [Yes]
Emily sat up from the sofa, picked up Feichang and Pudding, who were rubbing against the sofa with their tails raised high, and sucked them hard.
She opened a bag of freeze-dried cod and watched with delight as the little ones wolfed down the meat.
"We will soon move to a very big house. Are you happy and content?"
Emily stroked a cat with each hand, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents.
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