Deng Mingsheng glanced at Jin Duoduo and chuckled, "Duoduo, I recall you seemed to have a bit of a liking for Ye Tian back then, didn't you?"
Jin Duoduo blushed, "What nonsense are you spouting?"
Ye Tian pulled out the adjacent seat and said, "Duoduo, sit here."
Jin Duoduo immediately got up and sat next to Ye Tian. This made Deng Mingsheng and Luo Zihui's expressions turn somewhat unpleasant. They had come for Jin Duoduo, and now that she was clearly getting closer to Ye Tian, they found it unacceptable. One of them came from a wealthy family, and the other had successfully started his own business; both could be considered successful individuals. What was Ye Tian? Someone who had been to prison, without even a job, a poor wretch. How could he compare to them?
Luo Zihui lit a cigarette and smiled, "Ye Tian, I've started a company, and it's quite substantial, with over a hundred employees. We're currently short on security guards. If you're willing, I can arrange a position for you. The monthly salary is five thousand, with room and board included, plus social insurance and housing fund. How about it?" Da Feng Novel Network
Ye Tian hadn't had much interaction with Luo Zihui back in the day; they were from different circles. The Luo Zihui of that time enjoyed socializing and even held a vice-position in the student union.
Ye Tian, on the other hand, besides enjoying soccer and playing games, spent the rest of his time diligently studying. However, during the period when Jin Duoduo showed interest in Ye Tian, Luo Zihui had once called him out and, with near-threatening words, told him to stay away from Jin Duoduo.
Ye Tian, being temperamental, had only replied with one sentence: "What's it to you?"
Now, Luo Zihui was offering him a job, and Ye Tian knew without even thinking that he had no good intentions.
He said, "No need. I already have a job. Although the income isn't high, it's better than being a security guard."
Luo Zihui naturally didn't believe him. He smiled, "Really? The income is higher than a security guard? Then how much do you make a month?"
Ye Tian had a high outpatient volume at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, coupled with his base salary and performance bonuses, he easily made over a hundred thousand a month.
He replied, "Around ten thousand or so."
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned. Keep in mind that Deng Mingsheng's family business had profits of only two to three million a year. This kid could earn over a million a year?
The two clearly didn't believe him. Luo Zihui shook his head and sighed, "Tens of thousands a month? From what I know, even a chief physician only earns a few hundred thousand a year. Ye Tian, if you're going to brag, at least pick a target we can't verify. Do you think we're easy to fool?"
Deng Mingsheng: "What did you just say? You work at the Haicheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital? What a coincidence, my cousin works there. Why don't I give her a call and see if you're bragging?"
Ye Tian smiled, "You think I'm bragging?"
Deng Mingsheng chuckled, "You've been to prison, and you haven't studied medicine. Suddenly, you claim to work at a Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, earning tens of thousands a month. Are you trying to fool ghosts? We'd have to be fools to believe you!"
Ye Tian's expression slightly darkened, "Then how about we make a bet? If what I say is true, you each have to drink two bottles of fifty-degree baijiu; if I'm lying, I'll drink four bottles myself."
Hearing him say this, Deng Mingsheng and Luo Zihui were taken aback. They thought, could this kid be telling the truth with such confidence? Then they dismissed the idea. Luo Zihui was the first to speak, "Fine, I'll take that bet! Mingsheng, call your cousin!"
Deng Mingsheng dialed a number, and a clear female voice came from the other end.
"Brother Mingsheng, do you need something?"
The person answering the call was Ye Tian's assistant, Zhu Qian. She chuckled upon hearing his voice, "Yes. Brother Mingsheng, you know Dr. Ye too? His medical skills are incredible; he's the ace of our hospital now! Brother Mingsheng, did you know that Dr. Ye alone increases our hospital's daily outpatient volume by over a thousand? Because of this, Haicheng First Hospital is envious and has been inquiring about Dr. Ye everywhere, wanting to poach him."
Deng Mingsheng was dumbfounded. Ye Tian was the hospital's ace?
He wasn't giving up and asked, "Then how much is his salary?"
Zhu Qian thought for a moment, "It must be very high. Just the outpatient fees for senior specialists are several thousand a day. Hmm... let me calculate. Dr. Ye's monthly income is at least nearly two hundred thousand, right? However, the dean is worried about Dr. Ye being poached and is preparing to set new standards for him, aiming to make Dr. Ye's monthly income exceed five hundred thousand."
Fifty thousand a month? Deng Mingsheng gasped and his gaze towards Ye Tian immediately changed.