"Old Pei, Old Pei, are you all right?" Seeing his legs go weak and his body sway on the verge of collapse, Wang Yinglei hurriedly asked.
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Old Pei was so excited that even the way he looked at Wang Yinglei now carried a trace of reverence. "W-Wang Manager, was the annual salary you just mentioned real?"
"Of course it was." Wang Yinglei nodded. "If you make any outstanding contributions in your future work, we can also raise your salary depending on the circumstances. It's all written in these contracts. Please take another careful look at the temporary employment contract."
Only then did Old Pei recover his wits. He swiftly scanned the contract and discovered that, apart from the necessary confidentiality clauses, all the other restrictions were extremely loose. The annual salary and benefits section in particular nearly blinded his old eyes.
Without another word, Old Pei signed and pressed his fingerprint in one smooth motion. Only afterward did he look at Wang Yinglei somewhat ingratiatingly. "Manager Wang, I have an unreasonable request. If the Wang Clan has sufficient funds, could this old man advance five years' salary to send back to the Yao Clan? The children at home are at a critical juncture, alas~"
"That's a small matter." Wang Yinglei said readily. "I can advance five hundred thousand Immortal Crystals to Old Pei first. If it isn't enough, we can still..."
"Enough, enough!" Old Pei hurriedly stopped her. "Two hundred thousand Immortal Crystals will be more than enough. If we send too much, I'm afraid the children might get carried away."
After a pause, he cautiously probed, "Manager Wang, what about this old man's colleagues?"
"We have annual salary budgets for everyone. We guarantee that no one will be shortchanged." Wang Yinglei took out several more