The next morning, Zhang Liang went to the night school to inquire about the courses offered.

Along with learning about the course, he also learned another piece of news—

"Huh? There's an exam?"

Feng Yue watched Zhang Liang changing flowerpots, her lips trembled slightly, and she didn't want to express any opinion.

Zhang Liang smiled wryly: "Yeah, I asked around and it turns out that most of the people taking the night school entrance exam are those who didn't get into university... How are they supposed to pass?"

He's abandoned knowledge for so many years, what can he still remember?

Even if I wanted to take the exam, it wouldn't be possible this year.

"Has the boss gone home?" Zhang Liang filled the soil around the flowers and then took the watering can from Feng Yue and watered them.

Feng Yue glanced at the time and shook her head: "It shouldn't be there yet. Should I call the boss's home to try?"

“Okay.” Zhang Liang had just nodded when he caught a glimpse of Lin Ting crossing the street.

"boss!"

Lin Ting rubbed her eyes as she entered the store, yawning before even speaking, and complained softly, "Oh my god, I heard the starting gun going bang bang bang first thing this morning... It scared me so much that I thought they hadn't taken me with them on their wedding day."

Feng Yue chuckled and said, "Boss, have you eaten? I'll go buy you a milk tea."

"No, I'm eating at home." Lin heard Zhang Liang was also there, so he asked, "Did you go to night school?"

"went."

Zhang Liang's expression was somewhat serious. "Boss, I was just about to tell you about this. The night school has an entrance exam, and... I definitely won't pass it."

Nowadays, night schools bear a large proportion of educational tasks. In addition to recent graduates who failed the college entrance examination, many people who have already entered the workforce and want to make up for their lack of education will also take the exams, making the competition extremely fierce.

Lin had heard about this from her classmates at school before, so she was mentally prepared for it.

Looking at Zhang Liang and Feng Yue, whose faces said, "I definitely won't pass the exam," she silently picked up her mobile phone and dialed Fang Deliang's number.

"Mr. Fang, good morning... Yes, there's something I wanted to ask you. I'd like to send a few employees to night school... Yes, yes... Okay, I'll write up the letters of introduction and have them report for duty this afternoon... Thank you. If it's convenient, shall we meet next week? I have some business to discuss with you... Okay, I'll contact you next week."

Lin Ting hung up the phone and, to Zhang Liang and Feng Yue's astonishment, took out the garment factory's official seal from her bag.

She laughed: "Factory units all have quotas for recommending students for admission; it's just a matter of writing a letter of introduction."

Lin Ting wasn't lying. Every company had a quota for sending employees to night school. However, competition was fierce in large factories, and such a good opportunity to study for free was usually not available to ordinary employees.

The garment factory theoretically has this quota, but no one will bring it up with them, and the night school may not recognize this small factory that has only been established for a few months.

Sometimes, all it takes is for someone to say a word to turn a theory into reality.

Zhang Liang and Feng Yue exchanged a glance, both seeing a wry smile on each other's faces.

They spent ages worrying about the college entrance exam, but the boss just made a phone call and it was all over.

"Come on, let's figure out what majors you want to study first, then write a letter of recommendation. You can go to the night school to register this afternoon... Oh, and call Sister Pan and tell her to come back first."

Lin Ting picked up the notebook from the counter and began writing down various beautiful words of praise while listening to Zhang Liang report on the majors offered at the night school.

Night school offers many majors, but most are technology-related, while the rest are mostly humanities-related.

Zhang Liang specially copied down a list of the majors they might be able to study on a piece of paper. Feng Yue looked at the names of those majors with a blank expression.

"Boss, what are they all learning?" She rested her chin on her hands, her eyes practically turning into mosquito coils.

Lin Ting earnestly suggested, "For you, I recommend that you study accounting, get an accounting certificate, and when the branch opens, I plan to have you manage the accounts for the store."

Feng Yue exclaimed "Ah!" and subconsciously said, "Isn't that Old... Jiang Zong's job?"

Lin Ting: "...?"

For some reason, she felt that there should be two other words after the word "old".

She cleared her throat and said, "After Jiang Zong graduates, he will most likely go home to inherit the family business. I can't let young Mr. Jiang be my accountant forever."

Mr. Jiang is now very supportive of Jiang Zong becoming Lin Ting's accountant, because understanding a factory's expenses and profits is very important. A boss may not have technical skills, but he cannot be unaware of how much money he has made.

Starting with accounting is indeed a great exercise.

Feng Yue nodded thoughtfully: "If it's about settling accounts, then I can."

Since the store opened, Lin Ting has been in charge of all the accounting work except for the first few days.

So far, there hasn't been any mistake.

Feng Yue had good math grades when she was in school, so she was quite confident about this.

Lin heard: "Professional bookkeeping is different from our usual casual bookkeeping. Study hard, and if you have any questions, just tell me. I'll find you a tutor from the university."

Lin Ting values ​​Feng Yue's career in accounting very much.

These days, finding a reliable accountant is no easier than finding a husband who won't cheat.

"Okay! I will definitely study hard!"

Feng Yue also knew that as long as she mastered the skills, her boss would definitely not treat her unfairly.

Of course she wants to improve her education.

If she had gone to college before, at least she wouldn't be stuck in the labor market, unable to even find a job as a nanny.

After helping Feng Yue choose a major, Lin Ting looked at Zhang Liang and asked, "Brother Liang, what do you want to study?"

Zhang Liang is quite opinionated. He has a preferred major, but he's too shy to say it.

He learned when he inquired that those who went to study that major were mostly government officials...

"Why don't you study this? Economics and Management." Lin Ting pointed to a line among a bunch of major names.

Zhang Liang's eyes lit up; this was indeed what he wanted to learn.

Judging from his current work, studying this major has been very helpful to him.

but……

"Boss, the night school teacher said that everyone who studies this major is, uh..."

Zhang Liang touched his nose, looking a little embarrassed.

"Aren't you a cadre?" Lin Ting retorted. "The boss's secretary is definitely in the top three."

Zhang Liang: "...?"

Is his position really that high?

Lin Ting didn't miss the fleeting glint in Zhang Liang's eyes just now, and knowing that he also wanted to learn it, she made the decision for him: "Then let's choose this one. Besides studying, remember to get along well with your classmates, you know what I mean?"

In this major, knowledge may not be that important; classmates are the real treasure.

Just like the MBA program at a certain business school in the future, only bigwigs can get into the classroom, and the program will be ready to start before a class is even over.

Zhang Liang's heart was pounding. He nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, boss, I understand!"

"Well, I believe you."

Lin Ting finished writing the introduction letters for both of them, but when he got to Feng Pan's letter, his pen stopped.

Feng Yue also asked, "Boss, what should my sister study?"

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