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

Lin Yin returned to the paper-making shop, her heart still pounding violently.

She covered her face, it was so hot! Fortunately, she slipped away quickly, otherwise she would have been discovered and blushed.

Lin Yin, having recovered from her shock, began to analyze Lu Jing's words: Protect her, protect her...

Huh, wait!

Protecting her is equivalent to protecting the base's supplies. There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with that?

So that's what he meant! Lin Yin slapped her thigh. Why didn't you tell her earlier? She almost got the wrong idea and thought the otome script had hit her too.

At this time, the system said silently in its heart, actually, it’s not impossible to write an otome script, dear, I will apply for it from the higher-ups!

Lin Yin, who had figured it out, no longer worried about what Lu Jing said.

However, for some reason, she actually dreamed of a maiden script all night. In the dream, there was Captain Lu, Doctor Jiang, the young master of the Fu family, and... the King of Hell.

Lin Yin was actually frightened awake!

Although she couldn't see the King of Hell's appearance clearly in her dream, she knew that it was the King of Hell in her dream.

She dreamed about other people, but why did she dream about the King of Hell? How dare she do that?! Did she want to die?!

Because she dreamed of the King of Hell, Lin Yin thought that she would go to the ghost world next. She hadn't been there for two days, and if she didn't go again, she was afraid that the ghosts would think she had run away with the money.

After having this "nightmare", Lin Yin could no longer sleep, so he got up and started working.

She hasn't finished the orders from the ghost world yet, so she needs to work harder.

When Zhang Xin came in the morning, he also brought Zhang Qiaoyun with him.

Zhang Qiaoyun was holding two large double-layer bamboo food boxes, which contained the results of her practice at home in the past few days.

When Zhang Xin's grandmother learned that Zhang Qiaoyun had been hired as a chef, she was overjoyed. She kept smiling and saying "good, good, good," and even cried. Her skills could finally be passed down, and when she passed away, she would be able to live up to her ancestors' memory.

So, these few days at home, Zhang Xin's grandmother began to teach Zhang Qiaoyun seriously, and was much stricter than usual.

In the past, it was just home cooking, and Zhang Qiaoyun was just helping out, so naturally she wasn't too strict. But from now on, Zhang Qiaoyun would be the chef for Lin Yin, and no matter what customer group she was facing, whether dead or alive, as a businessman, she had to be professional.

Zhang Qiaoyun, unfazed by her mother's harshness, instead poured herself into her studies, studying from morning till night. She even watched online videos of various Chinese culinary competitions, studying even more diligently than she had in her youth. Fortunately, she was quick-witted, and having been around Zhang Xin's grandmother, she had truly grasped the essence of cooking over the past few days, her dishes now reaching even half the quality of her grandmother's. Her knife skills were still a little off, but that could be practiced.

Lin Yin opened the food box and was amazed. Although she was an outsider, she could tell that the dishes this time were a step up from the previous ones in terms of color and presentation.

Lin Yin likes people who are serious about their work, and she was right about him.

Moreover, the people of the Zhang family are very smart. They never ask questions that they shouldn't ask, but just do their own thing. This is something that Lin Yin appreciates very much.

When Zhang Qiaoyun saw the joy on Lin Yin's face, her tense heart relaxed and she became happy.

……

In the afternoon, Lin Yin received a strange phone call.

"Is this Miss Lin Yin?" The voice of a middle-aged woman came from the other end of the phone.

Lin Yin: "Yes, may I ask who you are?"

"Hello, Miss Lin. This is Bureau 749. I believe Mr. Dong has already told you that we will contact you."

Lin Yin was not panicked, as he had already prepared himself mentally.

"Yes, Mr. Dong has already told me."

"Ms. Lin, do you have time to come over soon? Our 749th Bureau is in City B. We will send a car to pick you up."

City B is six hours away from her by train and a day by car.

Lin Yin was silent for a moment. She had to stay for a few days to deal with the work on the plane, and she had to inform them in advance when she would come and when she would not come.

The other party waited patiently for Lin Yin to think and did not urge her.

After a while, Lin Yin said, "This weekend."

The other party agreed without saying anything more.

Lin Yin looked a little dazed after hanging up the phone. She was finally going to meet the people from her country.

It would be a lie to say that I wasn't nervous, it's a national institution!

She had always thought Bureau 749 was just a legend, but she never expected it to actually exist...

Lin Yin thought that she had to find a ghost in the ghost world to look after her business as soon as possible. Otherwise, she didn't dare to think about opening a new plane in the future. She would probably be so busy that she wouldn't even have time to sleep.

……

At midnight, Lin Yin packed his things and rushed to the ghost world.

Many ghosts gathered outside her shop, and while waiting, they were discussing heatedly:

"Will this boss never come again?"

"No! It must be some emergency."

"How do you know she wouldn't? Luckily I didn't order anything from her! I think the boss is just running away with the money!"

"She belongs to the King of Hell. How dare you doubt her, King of Hell?"

"I... stop talking nonsense. When the hell did I ever doubt the King of Hell?"

"Then shut up. You work five days a week and have two days off. So what's wrong with the boss taking two days off?"

Lin Yin:......

She knew that if she didn't come tonight, those who were watching the show would probably spread rumors about her.

A sharp-eyed ghost spotted Lin Yin and excitedly shouted, "The boss is here! The boss is here!"

Those who had just suspected that Lin Yin had run away with the money were all surprised to see Lin Yin coming towards them.

This woman actually came?

Several ghosts immediately taunted them, "What were we just saying? Humph! If you have the guts, don't try to order anything from her in the future, or we'll laugh at you."

After Lin Yin opened the shop door, she smiled at everyone and said, "I'm sorry, everyone. I had something urgent to do and couldn't come these past two days. I've kept you waiting for so long! Anything you order today will be discounted by 20% as an apology."

Those old customers who had bought things from Lin Yin were very happy when they heard Lin Yin say this, and immediately rushed over to line up.

The ghosts who had just doubted Lin Yin were also shaken when they heard that there was a 20% discount, but for the sake of face, they did not queue up, but watched from the side.

In less than half a minute, a long queue formed outside the convenience store again.

At that moment, the owner of a restaurant called Piaoxiang Pavilion, near the convenience store, was sitting on the second floor, sitting with his legs crossed and drinking tea. He heard the waiter hurriedly run up to him and report, "Boss, boss! That woman is here again. All the customers on the first floor have been attracted away. Some customers who had just come in to place their orders have also run away!"

When the boss of Piaoxiang Pavilion heard this, the fat on his face twitched and his expression darkened.

This damn woman!