Chapter 829

"Do we still pay them commission?" Eric asked. "Yes," I replied, unbothered by the suggestion. "I believe they'd be more willing to stay in the company if they knew they were getting incentivized for their hard work, don't you think so?" "You have a point." Eric chuckled, saying, "Alright, I'll make the arrangements as discussed." "Thanks." Not long after I hung up, Zane approached me and took my hand. I clutched his fingers and brushed my thumb over his knuckles, asking, "What?" "Your career seems to be thriving," Zane remarked, not without sentiment. When Zane and I first met, I had neither fortune nor career, but then I dived into drawing comics. Following gradual marketing, my comics began to reach a wider audience and gained popularity. After that, I released merchandise and designer collectibles, the sales of which rode on the hype of the comics. All this seemed like a natural progression, but Zane probably never thought I'd come up with the idea of selling plush toys or se