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

If there were a design-related major in the night school, Lin Ting would definitely suggest that Feng Pan study it without hesitation.

Her handiwork is indeed excellent, but the key factor that enables her to continuously produce great works is her design talent, which far surpasses that of ordinary people.

Perhaps Feng Pan herself didn't even realize this.

This is definitely someone we should focus on developing.

Unfortunately, there are no design-related majors offered in the night school.

Lin thought about it for a while and said, "It depends on what Sister Pan likes. She can learn whatever she wants."

We had just mentioned Feng Pan when she returned.

"boss."

Feng Pan's legs have recovered very well, and she can walk nimbly now, showing no signs of the previous disarray.

Her white hair didn't grow back; Feng Yue dragged her to the hair salon to have it dyed black.

Nowadays, Feng Pan always has a smile on her face and bright eyes.

"It's just in time you're back," Lin Ting said, pulling up a chair for Feng Pan to sit down before continuing, "Sister Yue is studying accounting, Brother Liang is studying economics and management, Sister Pan, what do you want to study?"

Feng Pan awkwardly tugged at the corner of her mouth: "I'm not good at math."

She and Feng Yue are two extremes; Feng Yue is very good at math, but she is not.

She does enjoy reading, any kind of book will do, as long as it has words.

When it was inconvenient for her to read, she would listen to storytelling on the radio.

“It’s okay, you can study whatever you want,” Lin Ting added. “Night school has a graduation exam. If you don’t pass, you won’t even get a diploma, so you must choose a major that you can learn.”

Feng Pan nodded solemnly. She picked up the paper and looked at it carefully. She had only read half of it when she saw her desired major: "Boss, can I study Chinese?"

Lin thought for a moment and nodded: "Sure, reading more books will be very helpful for your design work."

Feng Pan smiled and said, "Then I'll learn Chinese."

"Row."

While writing Feng Pan's letter of introduction, Lin Ting suggested, "But Sister Pan, I suggest you learn to draw. Since you're doing design now, it's also very necessary for you to learn color matching."

Feng Pan believed Lin Ting's words without a doubt, and she nodded in agreement: "Then I'll go to the Children's Palace later to see... Does the Children's Palace accept students my age?"

"If the Children's Palace won't accept you, just find a painting teacher and ask him to teach you privately," Lin said. "After all, it's extra income, so I doubt the teacher will refuse."

"it is good!"

After stamping the three letters of introduction with the official seal, Lin Ting told them, "Go and report for duty on time this afternoon."

As she spoke, she took out her wallet, intending to give them their tuition fees.

"Boss," Zhang Liang called out to Lin Ting.

Feng Pan chimed in, "The three of us have discussed it, and we've decided that we'll cover the tuition ourselves."

“Yes, boss,” Zhang Liang replied, “we discussed it last night.”

Lin Ting watched them sing in unison and laughed, "That won't do, I have to make sure you remember my kindness." She said this jokingly and put the money on the table.

"Boss, we won't..."

"I'm just kidding."

Lin Ting straightened his expression and said seriously, "In the future, our factory will recommend many people to study at night school, and it's even possible that we'll recommend them to study abroad. You all have money and can pay for your own tuition, but what about the others?"

"So this is what company benefits are all about. Everyone gets the same treatment, no special treatment. We can't let benefits become a burden."

Lin Ting's words were impossible to refuse. The arguments they had discussed for so long last night were refuted by Lin Ting with reason and evidence before they could even get started.

After finishing her business here, Lin Ting took a taxi to Dongda University.

She called Lin's mom's pager when she left the dorm and got a reply from Lin's mom that no one was home, but Lin Ting could come to the school to find her. She didn't have class in the afternoon, so they could go home together at noon.

When Lin Ting first came to Dongda University, she asked the security guard with a strong voice as she entered the campus: "Uncle, could you tell me where the Philosophy Department is? My mother is Professor Lin Yueming!"

Security guard: "...?"

Who asked who your mother is?

However, the security guard smiled kindly and nodded to Lin Ting: "Oh, she's Professor Lin's daughter. Follow this road, turn right at the fork, and walk a little further, and you'll see the philosophy building. If you can't find it, ask someone."

"Thank you, Uncle!" Lin Ting said politely, carrying her little schoolbag.

"Professor Lin's office is on the fourth floor," the security guard said with a smile, adding another reminder.

"Thank you, Uncle. You're so kind."

Lin Tingchao waved to the security guard and began to look for her mother.

Lin Ting only recently learned that her name was taken from a line of poetry by Li Zhong—

Do not listen to the bright moon over the mountain pass, for you will encounter the wonderful sounds of bamboo.

Yes, her dad really loves her.

Lin Ting walked through the campus of Dongda University with her backpack, always feeling that something was missing.

think carefully……

The classmate holding the milk tea and the milk tea card on the keychain are missing!

Nowadays, the Sweet Honey Milk Tea shop sells an average of 300 cups of milk tea a day, which brings her an income of about 2,400 yuan a month.

Even if you subtract the three months of summer and winter vacations, you still earn more than 20,000 yuan a year.

Opening a milk tea shop near a school is really profitable.

Lin Ting recalled the pitiful little shops she had seen at the school gate earlier and thought that she could definitely open one here as well.

She was just thinking about the health of the students at Dongda University.

A kind heart shines as brightly as the sun and moon.

She walked and thought, and soon she got lost.

"Excuse me, which side is the Philosophy Department?" Lin Ting randomly stopped a student who looked like he was leaving get out of class.

The male student she stopped blushed when he saw Lin Ting. He first pointed in the direction of the philosophy department, then seemed to remember something and said, "I'm also in the philosophy department. Shall I take you there?"

Lin Ting sincerely suggested, "Let's forget about it. I'm going to find someone."

The male student's eyes lit up even more: "Who are you looking for? I know everyone in the philosophy department!"

The girl in front of me is really beautiful.

I really want to be friends with her.

Lin Ting: "I'm looking for Professor Lin."

Male student: "..."

"She is my mother."

"..."

"Are you going to take me with you?"

"Uh... I suddenly remembered I haven't had dinner yet. Lin Meimei, take your time, I'm leaving now, hahahahaha..."

Lin Ting only felt a gust of wind pass by, and the male classmate who had been so enthusiastic just moments before disappeared from her sight.

Lin Ting: "..."

Judging from how fast he runs, could he also be one of the victims of the Analects?

She gently shook her head, readjusted her direction, and headed towards the philosophy department.

Lin Ting never expected that after going through so much trouble to finally find the philosophy building, she would lose track of her mother in the teaching building.

The security guard clearly said it was on the third floor, but after asking in every office on the third floor, she always got the same answer: Professor Lin wasn't there.

Lin Ting deduced the result in three seconds—her mother's office must be the only locked room.

She simply stood by the door and waited patiently.

"Huh? Listen to what you're doing standing by the toilet door."

"...?"