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While Cheng Muzi was in the HR department to handle his onboarding, Chi Yu quietly asked Song Youan, "Miss Song, do you need me to show you around? Your office is on the top floor."

Song Youan waved his hand and said, "Let's do it some other time. It's impossible to explore all 29 floors in one go. I'll do it when I have time."

So Chi Yu didn't say much. After Cheng Muzi had completed all the formalities, he personally sent the two of them downstairs.

On the way back, Cheng Muzi couldn't hide his excitement: "Thank you, Youan. I never dreamed that I would have such an opportunity. I just found out that my master Pan Sheng is the gold medal winner of the International Coffee Competition. I must learn from him."

Song Youan smiled and said, "Come on, you can do it."

Cheng Muzi raised her face and showed a long-lost comfortable smile. After getting rid of the class smell, she turned back into the bright and cheerful little girl, and was full of longing and hope for the future.

"Youan, how did you get me in? I didn't even have to attend the interview!" Cheng Muzi looked at her best friend with stars in her eyes, her eyes full of admiration.

Song Youan reached out and pinched her face: "Of course I have to find connections. I know their leader."

"That abstinent boss just now?" Cheng Muzi's eyes changed instantly, as if she had caught some shocking gossip: "Yes, my dear, this guy is as handsome as a celebrity."

Song Youan curled her lips: "Is there anything else in your head?"

"Ah..." Cheng Muzi was slightly disappointed: "I just thought you two were a good match."

"Don't try to match people up with each other. Chi Yu is the general manager of the Lanting Club. If you encounter any problems that you can't solve, just go to him directly. The most important thing is to study professional knowledge well and work hard for your ideals."

"One more thing!" Song Youan grabbed her shoulders and said seriously, "You absolutely cannot go back and get back together with Li Mao. Do you hear me?"

Cheng Muzi blinked aggrievedly: "He sent me a message yesterday, saying that he only knew about me after seeing the video on Doudou..."

Song Youan glared and glared back at Cheng Muzi's next words.

"How many times has this happened? Sister, I allow you to talk to eight people at a time, but talking to one person eight times is too cowardly!"

"I know, I didn't, I didn't give in." Cheng Muzi bit his lower lip and said in a depressed tone: "I'm just a little reluctant. After all, it's my first love, and we've been together for so many years."

"Do you think this is the old society? How much is first love worth?" Song Youan sneered: "Wake up and figure out what's most important to you right now."

Cheng Muzi nodded vigorously: "Of course I know this, Youan, don't worry, I won't let others interfere with me. I will study hard and work hard to make money."

"How much do they pay you per month?" Song Youan asked.

"3000 yuan. The HR manager even told me not to tell anyone about my salary. I wondered why I should hide yuan. Was it because they were afraid others would laugh at me because the offer was too low?"

Even during her internship period in the hospital, she earns 5200 yuan a month.

"But I don't care about the salary. This opportunity is more important to me." Cheng Muzi said seriously.

Song Youan frowned when he heard this: "Don't tell me you're seeing things. How could it be only 3000?"

Although she hadn't explicitly explained the salary issue to Chi Yu, Chi Yu should know what to do, right? Did she need to remind him?

"It's 3000, it's written in the contract." Cheng Muzi said as he spread the contract in front of Song Youan and pointed to the salary column to show her.

Song Youan took one look and rolled her eyes to the sky. "Sister, you can donate your eyes if you don't need them anymore. Are your eyes blurry from working overtime at the hospital? You can't even count the zeros?"

"Huh?" Cheng Muzi was confused and turned the contract over to count carefully: "Tens, hundreds, thousands... Ten thousand? Thirty thousand?"

She looked up in fear, her eyes showing no surprise at all, only fear: "Yuan, the HR department wrote the wrong number!"

"It's 30,000. That's the Lanting Club. How could they only offer you 3,000 yuan?" Song Youan said.

"But I don't know anything yet." Cheng Muzi murmured, "Even for the Lanting Club, this is too arrogant!"

As she spoke, she looked at Song Youan and said, "Youan, isn't it because of you that Mr. Chi gives me such a high salary?"

Song Youan blinked and nodded awkwardly, "There might be a little bit of a connection, but he and I are not what you think."

"So he likes you!" Cheng Muzi said with certainty.

Song Youan: ...

Why did she feel like things were going off track?

"Don't worry about other things for now. They are paying you such a high salary, you should study hard and work hard." Song Youan brought the subject back.

Cheng Muzi was a little moved, and hugged Song Youan with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, Youan, I will never let you down."

Song Youan patted her back gently and slowly exhaled, feeling so tired.

The next day, Song Youan went to the Wufangsi in Kyoto with the banknote. The officer on duty saw her as a woman and stopped her outside the door. "This is the Wufangsi. What can I do for you, young lady?"

Song Youan quickly took out the note written by Miss Zhu Ling and handed it over: "I'm here to see Master Yang."

When the other party saw that it was the person introduced by the Second Miss of the Fuyang Marquis Mansion, he immediately withdrew his hand and said, "Young lady, wait a moment. I will go in and inform them."

After a while, the other party came back and brought Song Youan into my room.

There was a slightly plump man sitting behind the desk in the main hall. His eyes lit up when he saw Song Youan come in.

"Girl wants to buy a house?"

As Yang Hechun spoke, his eyes couldn't help but sweep over Song Youan's slender figure. She wore light makeup today, which was different from the makeup in Dazhao. Modern makeup technology was more advanced. In the eyes of the people in Dazhao, her makeup today was equivalent to her bare face, making people feel that she was born so beautiful.

"Hello, Lord Yang. I want to buy the house of the farmer in Fuhua Lane." Song Youan stated her purpose directly.

"The banker?" Yang Hechun looked away, a look of surprise in his eyes. "Why did you choose such an unlucky place, young lady? I have other, better houses here. I can help you with some advice."

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Yang. I decided to buy this house after careful consideration."

Yang Hechun nodded meaningfully. Since the person was introduced by Miss Zhu Er, he didn't want to make things difficult for him. He immediately ordered his subordinates, "Go and get the deed to the Zhuang Mansion."

Then he said to Song Youan, "Miss, this manor is dilapidated and old. It will take a lot of effort to repair it. Why not ask our Wufangsi people to help you? It will save you the trouble."

The Wufangsi not only managed the large and small houses belonging to the imperial court in Kyoto, but also included house expansion, renovation, and even outsourced cleaning work, earning extra state funds for the court and making things convenient for the people.

However, as Wufangsi is directly under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, its prices are naturally higher than those of private teams.