Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

Zhang Liang spent nearly an hour getting a taxi before finally arriving outside the window.

If he were going home, he definitely wouldn't want to take a taxi, but thinking that his boss was still waiting for him, he had to spend the money.

"Boss, the tickets are booked." Zhang Liang's eyes were bright, and he didn't even notice that his back was straighter than before. "Flight is at 4:30 pm on Friday."

The confidence that comes from accomplishing something you yourself thought was impossible is unparalleled by anything else.

Lin Ting smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work. This timing is perfect."

"Hehe." Zhang Liang laughed, then handed the contract he had been holding tightly to Lin Ting, "Boss, this is the contract with the track and field team."

Lin Ting took the contract and carefully read it word by word. After confirming that there were no errors, she asked, "How did you negotiate with him?"

“At first, I saw that he was very excited when I told him I wanted to talk about an advertising contract. I figured that no one had ever approached him before, so I offered him 600,000 as my first price. Then I negotiated slowly and finally signed the contract for 920,000.”

Zhang Liang spoke casually, as if the matter was so simple as to be insignificant.

He knew all too well that the boss wouldn't want to hear you complain or exaggerate how difficult the job was; giving the boss a satisfactory result was enough.

Lin Ting understood without him saying how troublesome it would be to negotiate such a price. She stood up and solemnly handed him the thick red envelope in her hand: "Brother Liang, thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Liang could roughly guess how much money was inside just by looking at the thickness of the red envelope.

He hesitated to take it, stammering, "Boss, I... I got my salary."

He earns 300 yuan a month, which he is quite content with.

The red envelope in front of me looks like it contains four or five thousand yuan.

It's more than his annual salary!

Lin Ting smiled and said, "You saved me 80,000 yuan, you deserve this money."

She had reason to believe that a one million contract was much easier to negotiate than ninety-two thousand.

Zhang Liang should have thought of this when he was negotiating; even if he saved this money, it wouldn't end up in his pocket.

But he did it anyway, without even opening a one million contract, and then taking an 80,000 yuan kickback from Ma Junren.

"Is it really my duty?" Zhang Liang scratched his head, his face slightly red. "It's what I should do."

Lin Ting stuffed the red envelope into his pocket and said with a smile, "It's a bonus, don't refuse."

Zhang Liang's face flushed red, and he felt his pockets were incredibly heavy.

Lin Ting picked up her bag and said to him, "Tomorrow, go to the night school and see what majors they offer. I'm planning to send you and Sister Yue and Sister Pan to study at the night school."

"Huh?" Zhang Liang was confused.

"Huh?" Feng Yue was also confused.

Feng Yue never expected that she would suddenly be sent to school.

She quickly said, "Boss, I have to watch the shop tonight."

Lin Ting put the contract into his bag and said, "Autumn is here, and it gets dark earlier and earlier. Our shop is near the school, so there are fewer people at night. It's okay to close earlier... Let's finish the classes in winter so that it won't delay next year's plans."

“Especially since the two of you can go to class with Brother Liang, you'll have company on the way, and I won't worry about your safety.”

Lin Ting didn't just start thinking about sending them to night school today; she had been considering it for a while.

Lin Ting's employees are mostly loyal, but lack professional knowledge.

This isn't a problem at the moment, but in another year or two, they won't be able to catch up with her.

Evening schools nowadays still teach legitimate things, and with a graduation certificate, you can take some qualification exams or find a good job; it's not like you're just wasting your time in a place with a useless diploma.

It's definitely worth learning.

Feng Yue blinked and whispered, "But I don't know what I should study."

She not only didn't know what to study, she didn't even know what classes were offered at night school.

Zhang Liang also said, "I don't know what I should study."

Lin Ting had a slight inclination in her heart, but she still said, "Let's go and see what majors are available first. There's no use in thinking about it now."

"Okay." Zhang Liang unconsciously licked his lips.

He wanted to say that he could pay for his own night school tuition, but since his boss had just given him so many bonuses, he felt really bad asking his boss to pay for his tuition as well.

But he had to discuss it with Feng Yue, since it involved three people, and he couldn't just speak up and pretend to be generous.

"Then I'll head back now," Lin said. "I'm going home tomorrow. Call my home phone if you need anything."

"Good boss."

They watched Lin Ting and Jiang Zong cross the road and enter the school, remaining silent for a long time.

They all felt very lucky to have met such a good boss.

After a while, Feng Yue asked, "Brother Liang, have you eaten yet?"

Zhang Liang replied instinctively, "Not yet."

"Why don't you come to my house for dinner? My sister is coming back soon, I'll cook for her and bring you some too," Feng Yue said, preparing to go home and cook.

Zhang Liang snapped out of his daze, subconsciously touched the red envelope in his pocket, and then smiled at Feng Yue, saying, "Girl, don't bother, I'll treat you two to a meal."

Feng Yue glared at him and said, "You just got your bonus and you're already showing off? There's food ready at home, just take a bite."

"Oh, I didn't mean to... I was just worried you'd get tired." By the end, Zhang Liang's voice was so low it was almost inaudible.

As Feng Yue packed her things, she casually instructed him, "Brother Liang, could you help me move the flowerpots from the doorway inside?"

"it is good."

Zhang Liang was not pretentious at all, showing no awareness of being the boss's only secretary. He rolled up his sleeves and went to move flower pots.

He brought the last potted plant back, looked at it under the lamplight, and said, "Girl, this plant needs to be repotted."

"Yes, but I don't know how to do this. My sister said she'll help me when she's off work," Feng Yue replied casually as she was mopping the floor.

"Don't bother Pan Jie, I'll buy a flowerpot tomorrow morning, and I'll come over and replace it for you after I find out at the night school."

After Zhang Liang finished speaking, he stood up. He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Girl, I've been thinking about it. I want to pay for my night school tuition myself. My boss just gave me a bonus, and I feel bad asking her to support my studies as well."

Feng Yue nodded, leaning on her mop, and said to him, "I don't think my sister will let the boss spend money either, so let's talk to the boss together tomorrow."

Zhang Liang immediately said what he wanted to say: "If you two don't have enough tuition fees, I'll give you the money."

He was afraid of burdening the two sisters because of his pride as a man.

He can just pretend he never received the bonus.

His monthly salary of 300 yuan is enough for his own expenses and to support his younger siblings' schooling.

Feng Yue: "...?"

Although it shouldn't be said, what she wanted to say was... that the two sisters earned more than five thousand yuan a month from the dividends of their handmade products.

They've all bought houses.

It's right downstairs from Aunt Zheng's newly bought house.