He asked Xia Jie if there were any new recruitment policies because Futong Commerce's current base salary and commission structure weren't competitive, making it basically impossible to hire any decent employees.
Xia Jie sighed. "What new policy? It's the same old story. They want us to go poach people from NLB at Xinyue Square, telling us we can offer 500 yuan more than their current salary."
Hearing her sigh, he knew she had no confidence. Yang Hui couldn't help but retort, "They want you to poach people with *that* base salary? You're not poaching people, you're digging a pit for them to fall into."
"Tell me about it—ah..."
As she was speaking, she suddenly realized Yang Hui's hand had slipped under her towel and onto her back, sliding back and forth. She immediately fell silent, her back so tense it nearly arched. Fortunately, his hand only moved across her back and didn't venture any further.
