Yao Xingtong's face lit up with joy, "Mr. Ye, have you really agreed? I'm very grateful to you. I will provide you with compensation equivalent to that of an internationally renowned pianist; you won't be helping in vain."
Ye Xuan shook his head, speaking indifferently, "Miss Yao, you're worrying too much. There's no need for compensation! I'm not helping you for the money, but rather out of friendship."
"Mr. Ye, how can this be? I'd feel terrible for asking for your help without providing compensation, that's like taking advantage of you for nothing! Moreover, I am formally hiring you as my piano accompanist, so you must accept the compensation, which you rightly deserve!"
Yao Xingtong disagreed and insisted without doubt.
"Well, if you insist on giving it to me, fine!" Ye Xuan said nonchalantly, not wanting to dwell on the issue.
"Hehe! Mr. Ye, when are you available to set off? I'd like to make arrangements accordingly."
