William King sat there showing no signs of being moved, instead, he curled the corner of his mouth with a disdainful laugh.
"Miss Carter, the gap between you and your brother is indeed not small," William King shook his head, he could be friends with James Carter, but with Jillian Carter, he couldnāt even hold a conversation.
Even an additional word felt like a waste of saliva.
"What, do you think 200,000 is too little?" Jillian Carter never intended to compare herself with her brother. She knew from childhood that her brother was excellent, with good academic grades and inheriting their motherās musical talent.
So, William Kingās comment didnāt stir much within her; no matter how excellent or good her brother was, he was always her brother, she didnāt feel the need to compare herself with her own family.
"Miss Carter, 200,000 isnāt a small amount, but earning 200,000 here from you, I feel like a beggar accepting your pity," William King sneered, "I have my own capabilities to earn this 200,000, even if it has to be through hard work, itās at least worth it. I donāt think I have reached a stage where I need charity, I believe earning a monthly 200,000 by myself is not an issue."
After saying this, William King didnāt add another word and directly turned and left the clubhouse.
But still, he felt choked up with irritation, initially wanting to call James Carter to complain but, after a second thought, he decided against it. After all, that was James Carterās younger sister.
After leaving the clubhouse, William King directly drove to Jane Joy Studio. Being backed by a big tree is good for enjoying the cool shade; a newly opened studio occupying the entire seventh floor of Universe Building shows how powerful Jane Joy Studioās backing is.
And the more elusive Jane Sampsonās background appeared, the more it proved that she was no ordinary person, thus William King was even more determined to go to Jane Joy Studio.
Jillian Carter felt humiliated by William King and, infuriated, she called her brother, James Carter. As soon as he answered, Jillian angrily said, "Brother, what kind of friend did you introduce me to? Heās totally insensitive. I offered him 200,000 a month to be my agent, and he accused me of charity. Isnāt that ridiculous?"
After hearing Jillianās words, James Carter sighed, advising her, "Jillian, you should learn to respect others. William King already told me last time, you are not the kind of artist he wants. Nowadays, anyone who truly has skills carries a sense of pride and integrity."
James Carter knew William Kingās personality well; even 2 million a month wouldnāt be enough to keep him if he didnāt respect Jillian.
Feeling helpless, James had quite a lecture over the phone, only hearing Jillian nonchalantly acknowledging him, leaving James unsure of how much she truly understood.
"Brother, are you done preaching? Once youāre done, could you find me a live broadcast company? Iām not sure which live broadcast company is good. I want to start streaming as soon as possible, possibly this evening." Jillian flicked her newly done nails and chuckled softly, "H brand has new arrivals, Iām going shopping tonight, perfect for a live stream."
James found himself speechless with the words he wanted her to consider about not becoming a live streaming host choking him.
"Iāll have my assistant arrange it," James finally gave up on advising, said helplessly, "As long as youāre happy."