Mike watched Tang Guo for a long time.
Tang Guo started feeling uneasy under Mike's gaze, subconsciously lowering her head and tugging at her clothes before fidgeting with the coffee cup in front of her.
Finally, Mike said in a deep voice, "Do you have any salary requirements?"
Tang Guo hesitated for a moment, then said less than confidently to Mike, "Annual salary... annual salary... would one hundred thousand British Pounds be okay?"
Mike stretched out a hand and said, "Your requested salary level is a judgement of your own abilities; don't ask me. As long as your abilities match up to your salary requirements, you can ask for as much as you want. So please reconsider your worth and then give me a salary figure that you're asking for."