Arianne felt slightly helpless, “That’s not what I mean. I’m just making casual conversation. Has your office desk always been here?”
Ellie smiled and nodded. “This floor is pretty quiet. It doesn’t really matter where my desk is. Mr. Tremont is really nice. He doesn’t like having people around him when he’s working, but I have to be ready to assist him at any time. So it’s best that I work here.”
Arianne could not understand what Ellie meant when she called Mark ‘nice’. She thought Mark had been harsh with Ellie. “How much is your monthly salary? Working as his secretary must be a tiring job.”
A question about salary was a highly personal subject, no matter the occasion. However, since it was Arianne who had asked the question, Ellie did not avoid the subject. “My basic salary is 3500. It’s not so bad, and there’s a year-end bonus too. It’s pretty good, and it’s not a tiring job.”
Upon hearing the numbers, Arianne no longer felt that Ellie had been treated harshly. A secretary’s salary was higher than hers, a fashion designer. Every profession had its own master. She did not even dare to think about receiving the salaries of the world’s best fashion designers.
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