Chapter 542 True to Wyatt’s Form

"An annual salary of two hundred thousand? Isn’t that a bit low to be offering our Jessica?" quipped

Wyatt.

"Low? For a 'trophy' like her, it’s not low at all. Even someone as capable as I am, as the PR

Manager at The Perkins Organization, I barely make three million a year," Maya stated, flaunting

her own success.

She pointed at her Louis Vuitton bag and bragged, "With this measly salary of three million a year,

I'm practically broke. This LV bag, the latest model, set me back 1.38 million. But the most

expensive one in the new collection costs 5.88 million—I couldn’t even afford it. And my dress, it's a

mere 880,000. The top-priced one from the same brand runs 1.88 million.

Plus, with my earnings, I can only use budget makeup. My lipstick costs less than 30 grand, only

28,000 to be precise. The priciest brand goes for over a million a piece. Not to mention, this Rolex

I'm wearing is worth a mere 3 million, nothing compared to those valued over a hundred million."

Maya's shameless display of wealth was so awkward that everyone else felt their toes curl in

secondhand embarrassment.

Then Maya turned to Wyatt, "You're the man with deep pockets! If I get you an introduction to our

CEO, I’m sure you won’t let me down, right?"

"Don't worry, Maya. As long as you can spearhead a deal between Harmony Group and The

Perkins Organization, I won’t forget an old classmate. I always share the wealth with friends," Wyatt

smoothly replied. He was an old fox himself, not willing to give out money for nothing. Maya would

have to work for any perks by facilitating the collaboration between Harmony Group and The

Perkins Organization.

As long as Maya helped Harmony Group secure a project with The Perkins Organization, Wyatt

was ready to pay without reservation. He would give the agreed reward to the last cent.

In Maya's eyes, Wyatt was a plump sheep ripe for shearing. Having met him at the reunion, she’d

be remiss if she didn’t take a hefty cut.

With a sly smile, she said, "Wyatt, I’ve heard you're a whiz at golf, even an amateur champion.

You’ve even placed in the pros, haven’t you?"

"Well, I still have my fair share of shortcomings compared to the pros. But among amateurs, I'd say

no one can beat my golf skills."

"Hey, I'm an amateur as well! How about we play a round at the course later? Anyone can join, but

it’ll cost half a million to enter for the prize pot. Whoever takes first place gets the cash," she

challenged.

Wyatt, with a grand sweep of his hand, replied, "Since Maya wants to play, I’ll sponsor the prize.

Today's get-together was organized by me, after all. To bring good luck and fortune to everyone,

let's set the prize at 8.88 million."

"True to Wyatt’s form, always the generous host!” Maya applauded. "Since Wyatt is hosting today,

we’ll all follow his lead. Let's not delay any further. Let's head to the golf course! Today, no one

holds back. Let's see who's the best in a true showdown of skill!"