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

Lin's mother truly had no doubts.

Lin Ting had mentioned before that the owner of the shop called "Outside the Window" was a neighbor of Zheng Miaoying and her daughter, and they had a good relationship. Lin Ting used to often go to the shop to "help out."

Lin's mother simply thought this was a reward for the good deeds that Lin Ting and Zheng Miaoying had done in the past, and she felt very gratified.

“Listen, son, although your mother doesn’t know anything about doing business, I think that doing business is like being a person. What kind of person you are, your business will be like.”

Lin's mother had other things to do in the afternoon, so after lunch she called Lin Ting aside and instructed her: "Make good connections and have a clear conscience."

Lin Ting nodded earnestly: "Don't worry, Mom, I've got it."

Lin Ting had no idea at the time that a good deed she had done casually in the past would actually help her a lot in the near future.

In the afternoon, the line to register was very long.

The situation was much better than Lin Ting had expected, with nearly a third of the applicants signing up.

Perhaps many of them were still hesitant at first, but when they saw so many people signing up, they couldn't resist and joined the end of the line.

The teacher said that those who register first get to choose their seats first!

Given the same tuition fee, who wouldn't want a seat closer to the front?

This was an unexpected surprise brought by the students.

However, the first person to pay the registration fee discovered that several seats in the first row already had name tags on them.

He questioned them, only to be told that those classmates had signed up during the break between classes!

He didn't have time to think about what these people were thinking, and quickly put his name on the second row in the center.

On the first day, a total of 108 people registered.

Lin Ting felt deeply uneasy looking at this number.

They need to be taught properly, otherwise what will happen if they debut on the spot with the name "Contemporary Liangshan Group"?

In addition to selecting their seats, the registered students also received a course schedule.

Classes from Monday to Saturday are concentrated in the evening, from 6 pm to 10 pm, with four classes per day. On Sunday, there are twelve classes from 9 am to 9 pm.

This is very friendly to most students who are still in school or already working.

Students who have neither classes nor jobs can come to school during the day to study if they wish.

"Listen, it's 3240 yuan in total. Do you want to count it?"

Zheng Miaoying's eyes shone brightly as she handed Lin Ting a neatly arranged stack of banknotes.

Lin Ting waved his hand dismissively: "I won't count it, I'm allergic to counting money."

Counting money is absolutely out of the question; I would never do it, not even if you killed me.

Zheng Miaoying couldn't resist counting the money again.

After deducting the costs already incurred and the reserves for operating expenses, each of them will receive one thousand yuan this month.

One thousand dollars!

This is a large sum of money for Zheng Miaoying.

That's Aunt Zheng's small tailor shop's income for two months under good circumstances.

“With our current schedule, we can open another class without hiring new teachers,” Lin said. “But that would mean that the two of us would have to teach twelve classes every weekend.”

Zheng Miaoying did not respond.

She's not afraid of hard work, but listen to this... she doesn't need to work so hard to earn money.

Zheng Miaoying knew that opening one more class would mean several thousand yuan more in income each month, but she didn't want Lin Ting to work too hard with her.

"Listen to this, I think we shouldn't rush things," Zheng Miaoying said after considering for a while, tidying up the money in her hand.

Lin Ting smiled and said, "This isn't something I can rush and immediately have students. Anyway, let's focus on teaching well first."

As she spoke, she finished writing down the account book and then showed it to Zheng Miaoying.

Lin listened to the round number, and after she and Zheng Miaoying each received 1,000 yuan, they took the money that had been used to print small advertisements earlier, and used the rest as reserve operating funds.

After Yingzi confirmed the accounts, the two of them each put a thousand yuan into their wallets.

"Brother Liang, starting tomorrow, let's send two people from the security team here every day." Lin heard this and said, "Just take turns."

"Boss, I've arranged the rotation schedule, take a look." Zhang Liang seemed to have anticipated Lin Ting's decision. As soon as Lin Ting finished speaking, he pulled out a rotation schedule.

This kind of predictive work of his wasn't taught by Lin Tingjiao, but rather something he learned while attending night school, from listening to his classmates talk about their secretaries.

He even took the opportunity during breaks to exchange ideas with the secretaries of several leaders, and benefited greatly from it.

In fact, Zhang Liang knew very well that although Lin Ting was generous with her pay and didn't have any incomprehensible quirks, she had very high standards for her employees and preferred to have fewer but better ones.

She will give you room to learn and improve, but she will never support idle people.

Lin Ting was pleasantly surprised when she saw the list handed to her.

Having a reliable secretary really makes things much easier.

I want to give him a raise.

……

Zheng Miaoying clutched her wallet to her heart as she arrived at her mother's tailor shop. Before she even entered, she heard her mother arguing about accounts with Mr. Li, the owner of the clothing store next door.

"Sister Li, I sewed twelve buttons and eight zippers to your shop this week, and also altered the hems of two pairs of pants. You must have misremembered."

Aunt Zheng forced a smile and handed the ledger to Boss Li, trying to awaken her conscience.

Mr. Li didn't even look at the ledger. He curled his lip and said, "Would I take advantage of you for a measly dollar and eighty cents? I said you made a mistake, and that's it. There are clearly only six zippers, eight buttons, and two trouser legs. You probably charged me with someone else's bill!"

Aunt Zheng explained helplessly, "Sister Li, I only took business from your company..."

"So you want to lose my family next week too?" Mr. Li glared at Aunt Zheng, his threat clear.

The price she negotiated was just right—a price that Aunt Zheng wouldn't lose money on. This was based on her years of experience dealing with tailor shops, a price that was neither appealing nor worth abandoning.

"you……"

Aunt Zheng looked unwell, but she couldn't bear to refuse the extra income.

Even though the price was lowered, I can still earn an extra thirty yuan or so each month.

Zheng Miaoying stood at the door, her purse clenching so tightly it made a cracking sound.

She suddenly stepped forward and slammed the ledger down: "Fine, I won't do it! But you have to pay last week's bill in full, or I'll call the police!"

She was very confident.

Because she had a thousand dollars in her wallet.

This money won't make the mother and daughter rich, but it will prevent the mother from being mistreated for thirty yuan.

"Eiko?"

Aunt Zheng panicked and reached out to pull Zheng Miaoying's sleeve, trying to pull her back.

Zheng Miaoying grabbed her mother's hand and stared at Boss Li with her neck stiff: "My roommate's father is a policeman. If you don't give it to me, I'll call him right now!"

Boss Li didn't expect Zheng Miaoying to jump out and say these things. In her memory, Zheng Miaoying had always been well-behaved and spoke in a soft voice.

It is indeed shocking when an honest person suddenly loses their temper.

The usually arrogant Mr. Li suddenly became a little hesitant: "You...you really won't take my business anymore?"

Aunt Zheng wanted to say no, no, it was my idea, but when she saw her daughter's thin back blocking her way, she swallowed the words back.