The paper-made items are so realistic that orders from all over the world skyrocketed and made peopl

For the next week, Lin Yin shuttled back and forth between the mortal realm and the ghost realm. She went to bed at 2 a.m. and rose at 7 a.m. to work, yet she never felt tired; instead, she enjoyed it. Finally, at the end of the week, she reached level V5.

After evaluation by the system's upper echelons, Lin Yin was officially promoted ahead of schedule, the fastest promotion ever among all hosts! The system also received the Best Newcomer award.

[System: Honey, congratulations on your successful promotion! I've also been promoted! And, the higher-ups have even rewarded me! I now have the privileges only available to senior system administrators. In emergencies, I can act first and report later! Honey, you don't have to worry anymore. I still have to report to the higher-ups in case of an emergency.]

Lin Yin jumped around a few times excitedly.

Finally, she no longer had to worry about encountering emergencies while the system stood by and did nothing.

After all, she had worried about her life several times.

Although the system cannot directly protect her outside the store, it can tell her the opponent's weaknesses so that she can take the initiative to attack or avoid risks.

[System: Oh, dear, the underworld has agreed to develop a new order system, but the development costs will also be deducted from your sales revenue.]

Lin Yin had no objection to this. The underworld certainly could not do a business that would lose money. After all, programmers also had to get paid for their work.

But before that, Lin Yin could consider hiring a clerk in the ghost world to help her register.

That morning, when Zhang Xin came over, there was a middle-aged woman beside him.

"Sister Yinyin, this is my aunt!" Zhang Xin introduced with a bright smile: "My aunt is here today because she had something to do a few days ago and only came back yesterday."

Lin Yin hurried forward to greet them, "Hello, Aunt Zhang!"

Zhang Xin's aunt smiled kindly and said, "I'm Zhang Xin's aunt, Zhang Qiaoyun."

Zhang Xin's aunt rarely goes out, so she has never seen Lin Yin.

The moment I saw her, I felt even more fond of her. This girl is so pretty, and you can tell from her eyes that she is not the kind of person who would be sneaky or cunning.

In this way, she also understood why her little gangster nephew suddenly turned into a good boy praised by the neighbors.

With such a good boss, who wouldn’t want to work hard?

As soon as she came back yesterday, she heard Zhang Xin talk about this.

She was eager to have something to do on weekdays, so she came with Zhang Xin today and took the opportunity to see what her future boss looked like.

Lin Yin invited them in, poured them each a cup of tea, and then asked, "Aunt Zhang, Zhang Xin has told you everything, right? What do you think?"

Zhang Qiaoyun smiled gently. "Of course I'm happy to do so. But Miss Lin, our Zhang family doesn't want to take advantage of you. You don't have to pay me the market price. Just give me something you like. After all, you've already paid my nephew a high enough salary."

Zhang Xin also nodded continuously. He knew that his aunt thought the same way!

Lin Yin smiled slightly. "Aunt Zhang, don't be so polite. This job is not easy. The salary I give you must be what you deserve. I've seen the signboard announcement. The chef here makes about 3000 a month, and the kitchen helper makes 2000. I'll give you 7000 a month. If there are special circumstances that require overtime, there will be overtime pay. Is that okay with you?"

Zhang Qiaoyun was stunned. 7000 a month?

This is too high. It shouldn’t be like this. It really shouldn’t be like this.

When she came to her senses, she immediately waved her hands and said, "This is too high. How can I be worth this much?"

If she agreed, wouldn't that be cheating the girl?

She didn't graduate from any regular culinary school, nor did she work as a chef in a big restaurant. How could she still earn the salary of a chef in a big city?

When Lin Yin heard Aunt Zhang say she wasn't worthy, she immediately said sternly, "Aunt Zhang, please don't say that about yourself. We all have our own value. At most, we might not be suitable for this job, but there's no such thing as being worthy or not. Anyone who works hard and lives hard deserves better treatment."

"But………"

"Don't be misled by those unscrupulous online capitalists who think women over 40 are useless when it comes to finding a job. That's just a false impression they create to reduce costs."

Zhang Qiaoyun couldn't help but be stunned.

Lin Yin's words were like a stream of clear spring flowing into her dry heart.

Zhang Qiaoyun is 45 years old this year. She divorced at the age of 40 and regained her freedom. She went out to look for a job, but was met with disappointment.

The other party either disliked her age or the fact that she had not worked for too many years. Even if she only wanted the same salary as a young person who had just started his job, they would still choose the more hardworking young person without hesitation.

Unable to find a job, she returned to her hometown and occasionally worked part-time at the town's supermarket. However, part-time jobs were not available every week, sometimes only a few days a month, and this continued for five years.

She originally felt that she had no value in life and had a failed life... But who would have thought that the girl in front of her, who was 20 years younger than her, told her that she had her own value, she was worthy, and she deserved it!

Zhang Qiaoyun murmured, "Can I...really?"

Lin Yin nodded, "Aunt Zhang, you have the cooking skills taught by Zhang Xin's grandmother. This is a skill that many chefs don't have!"

Zhang Qiaoyun had thought about becoming a chef before, but...

"Even if you feel your current level isn't high enough, you can start improving your cooking skills now. It's never too late to start. You can just cook at home and have it delivered to us once it's done."

Zhang Qiaoyun was persuaded.

Seeing Aunt Zhang's expression relax, Lin Yin smiled and said, "I've eaten breakfast brought by Zhang Xin so many times. I'm sure there's also some of your cooking in it. I can't tell the difference anyway."

Zhang Qiaoyun smiled sheepishly, "Well, some of it was indeed done by me. I didn't want to tire Zhang Xin's grandmother too much."

"This is the food I need for the next two days. I'll be inconvenienced by this, Aunt Zhang. I'll transfer the money for the ingredients to you first."

Zhang Qiaoyun took it and looked at it. They were all hard dishes. However, at this time, she felt that these dishes were not difficult at all.

On the way back, the haze that had accumulated in Zhang Qiaoyun's heart for many years seemed to be quietly blown away by the spring breeze under the soft sunshine.

……

At midnight, Lin Yin was about to go to the ghost world when the system called her: [Honey, wait a moment! The apocalyptic plane has issued an urgent request for help. We hope you can go there tonight to help them!]

Lin Yin was stunned. Oh no, she had completely forgotten about the end of the world these days!

[System: Black rain has been falling in the apocalyptic plane for over a week. Many corpses have swelled, breeding extremely strong bacteria. Many elderly, weak, women, and children in the base have developed high fevers after being infected. Anti-inflammatory drugs are insufficient, and they are in imminent danger!]