Xie Yan paused and looked back again, saying, "I can make money; I don't need anyone's help," while his gaze swept over Liao Qian, "For example, with her, I didn't help her find a job for free—I took a commission."
It was true he helped Liao Qian, considering their time as classmates and how she had lent him books and practice tests to copy. It was also true that he took a commission, after all, he needed to find ways to make and save money.
Liao Qian was really pitiable, and yet he took a commission. Anyone who heard about this would probably shake their head at his actions.
Liao Qian didn't actually feel it was bad; she felt more at ease giving him a commission.
Ah Chen didn't think anything of it either; isn't it common to take a commission when helping someone find a job?
"How much did you take?" she asked, still curious.
Xie Yan lifted his chin slightly, "Twenty bucks."
That's quite a bit.
