Yes, this is one of the reasons why Ethan Hunt doesnt like Emma Johnson. He always feels that this girl has a face living in the dark.
"What do you think? Is it good-looking?" Belle Smith had changed back into her own clothes, and she was very confident in Ethan Hunts technology.
"Very good-looking, my parents used to do the same." There was a trace of bitterness in Emmas smile that was not easy to detect.
"Thats really good, your family must be very happy." Belle Smith said.
Emma lowered her eyes, and Belle Smith should have ignored the word "used to" she had said.
"Lets go, lets go to our house to play first, and then go to dinner together." Belle Smith patted Emma on the shoulder and shouted at Ethan Hunt, "Come to my house for dinner."
"Come on, my busy man. Its been a long time since youve been to my house." Tony Stark punched Ethan Hunt in the chest.
"I still have something to do." Ethan Hunt packed up the camera and made a gesture to Emma.
Emma immediately came over and packed up all the things.
"If you dont come today, there will be no brother in the future." Tony Stark pretended to be angry and said.
"I didnt say I wouldnt go? I just have something to do now." Ethan Hunt glanced at Tony Stark and left directly with the camera on his back.
Tony Stark childishly kicked Ethan Hunts back, "You are so smart."
Then he found Emma looking at him, "You can stay here." If Ethan Hunt doesnt take you, call my daughter-in-law.
"Thank you," Emma said, feeling that they were so enthusiastic that it would be too embarrassing to refuse.
"Its okay. My daughter-in-law likes you very much." Tony Stark is not a man who will chat with any woman, of course, if it can make his daughter-in-law happy, its another matter.
"Thank you then." Emma smiled generously.
"Or you can stay here." Ethan Hunt came over with a gloomy sentence.
"I would like to, but Im afraid you will fire me." Emma looked at Belle Smith and waved.
"I think you still have some brains." Ethan Hunt directly insulted her.
Emma sighed and chose to keep silent.
Ethan Hunt really is a person who wont give in to anyone in speaking.
"By the way, remember to give me half of the lunch money." Ethan Hunt came out with such a sentence.
Emma, who was holding the equipment behind, almost fell to the ground: "What? Lunch money?!" Where was the previous high-end image?! Is this brother not going to want it?
"You earn money to support yourself, and I do the same. Of course, you have to give it to me!" Ethan Hunt said seriously.
Emma was speechless.
"WeChat transfer is fine."
"Okay." Emma felt a mouthful of old blood in her throat.
Ah, looking at this person, she really only has appearance and talent. Are the gods all like this?
"Boss, how much is my salary?" Emma only thought of this important question at this time.
"Five thousand." Ethan Hunt put his camera away.
"Five thousand??" Emma asked in surprise, "Really?"
"Whats wrong? Is it too little?" Ethan Hunt looked at Emma and asked.
"No, its not too little." Five thousand is not too little! The salary of a general photography assistant is only about two thousand.
It turns out that the salary of a photography studio at the god level is different.
"Then is it too much? I can reduce it for you." Ethan Hunt glanced at her.
"No, no. Just right." Emma shook her head quickly, who wouldnt want money, "Then are there any benefits?"
"All expenses are reimbursed when going out, but if you are not attending a competition on behalf of the company, all expenses have to be borne by yourself." Ethan Hunt is very satisfied with this system he has formulated.
"Why do I have to pay you back for lunch?" Emma squinted at Ethan Hunt through the viewfinder, quite speechless.
"You are an intern." Ethan Hunt said calmly.
"Boss, you will really want to hit people when you talk like this." Emma felt that if she interned here for two months, her body and mind would definitely be very tired.
"Where do we need to go next?" Ethan Hunt asked.
"Go to Harmony Magazine to help Logan Wayne take a group of photos." Emma clicked on the itinerary on her mobile phone.
"You shoot." Ethan Hunt said, "Pay attention to the places I told you this morning. Also, remember, its normal for my assistant to take photos for me."
"Why dont you shoot?" Emma still couldnt quite understand Ethan Hunts approach. Even if she agreed with her ability, most photographers wouldnt let their assistants shoot, fearing that they would steal their own thunder or ruin their reputation.
"Theres no need. What they want is not what I shoot, but they need me to hang my name. So you go and practice your hand."
Although Emma is not considered a family member, she is a bit more intimate compared to the photographers on the scene.
"Why dont you just refuse to take these orders?" At least Emma thinks so.
"As a boss, I cant say I dont want to do it, and I can refuse willfully." Ethan Hunt said, "Do you know when Skyline was established?"
"On June 31, 2015, tomorrow seems to be the third anniversary?" Emma suddenly remembered.
"Yes, its only been three years since the studio was established. How many people do you think know Skyline?" Ethan Hunt didnt expect Emma to remember so clearly.
"No one doesnt know, at least in NYU."
In the NYU Photography Program, for photography majors, being able to enter Skyline means that the gods have recognized your ability. However, Skyline almost never recruits interns, and even recruitment opportunities are rare.
"And what else?" Ethan Hunt thought that the praise from her teachers for him was a bit exaggerated.
"I think everyone should know." Emma was a bit hesitant.
"Although we have made a lot of noise in these two years, it is not likely that everyone knows us and will come to us for shooting. So, do you understand now?" Ethan Hunt was unusually patient this time.
"I understand." But even if Ethan Hunt said so, in Emmas heart, Skyline is still a very amazing photography studio, and she still takes entering it as her goal.