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

Lin Ting had no idea what had happened.

She smiled when she saw Jiang Zong's tragic expression.

She countered, "Aren't we good friends?"

She just received 186,000 yuan from the Jiang family, and there's a high probability that they'll cooperate again when she sells subscription certificates in the future. They can't just kick her out before they've even finished crossing the river!

Besides, even without considering Chiang's father's reputation, Chiang Tsung is a very worthwhile person to befriend.

Although he was socially awkward and didn't like to talk, and his thought process seemed different from hers, he was very kind.

Whether it was helping her out on Youth Street or lending her money in Shanghai, he had no ulterior motives and no intention of asking for anything in return.

This is the kind of person you should befriend.

Upon hearing Lin Ting's words, Jiang Zong reacted for three seconds. His expression remained unchanged, but the tension in his eyes vanished, and he seemed to smile.

He said, "Would you say that if someone asked you?"

Lin Ting felt puzzled, but still nodded: "Of course, there's no need to hide anything when we're friends, right?"

Jiang Zong was finally relieved.

However, Jiang Zong soon discovered another problem—he didn't know how to make friends.

Those 108 rules are guidelines for hospitality, not guidelines for making friends.

He frowned and thought for a long time, feeling that this question should be asked of his father, who had many friends.

For the first time ever, Jiang Zong took the initiative to call his father.

The moment Mr. Jiang heard his son's voice, he felt as if the sky was about to collapse.

That brat called him?

He's probably going to die!

"Father, how should I get along with my friends?" Jiang Zong asked succinctly.

Mr. Jiang remained silent for a full minute.

His son asked him how to get along with friends.

His son has a boyfriend?

Mr. Jiang's lips curled up uncontrollably, and he said quickly, "When making friends, you have to treat her with sincerity. You should eat together and go out together often."

"Play?"

"Go to the movies, go to the arcade, go dancing, go drinking, go playing ball, go hiking, go traveling... you can even go see your female classmates together!"

Mr. Jiang told him all the things that men can do together.

Jiang Zong: "Yes, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Jiang grinned and said to his secretary, "Go and wire 20,000 yuan to Xiao Zong. He's made friends, hahahahaha... My son has finally made friends..."

Mr. Jiang was overjoyed, unable to suppress the smile on his face.

He had no idea at that moment that his guide to making friends almost caused Jiang Zong to lose his best friend.

……

Lin Ting was unaware that Jiang Zong had obtained the dating guide again.

She was looking at storefronts with her first friend in this world.

"Listen to this, are you really going to open a shop?" Zheng Miaoying asked. "But we have classes, we don't have time to keep an eye on it."

"I'm thinking of asking Auntie to come and help run the shop once she's feeling better," Lin Ting told Zheng Miaoying. "Firstly, because Auntie is a very nice person and I trust her; secondly, because Auntie used to be in business and has some experience."

Zheng Miaoying's pupils constricted: "This...this...this isn't good!"

As Lin Ting walked, he said, "I will hire another shop assistant to help Auntie. Auntie will be responsible for managing the money and settling payments for goods. Her monthly salary will be a base salary of 200 yuan plus a 2% commission. The more goods she sells, the higher her salary will be."

Lin Ting had thought about the matter of asking Aunt Zheng to look after the shop for a long time before making the decision.

Besides the two points she mentioned, another point is that she really doesn't know anyone here.

As Zheng Miaoying said, she has to attend classes and can't stay in the shop all the time, but she still needs time to build a relationship with the people she hires. If she hires a thief, then she'll be in big trouble.

She needs someone she knows to help her run the shop.

“No, no,” Zheng Miaoying shook her head, “The salary you’re offering is too high, even higher than when my mom was working!”

"She has more work than when Auntie was working a regular job," Lin heard. "She handles everything from purchasing goods, bookkeeping, and collecting payments. When there are a lot of customers, she also helps sell the goods. All of these tasks are hers."

Zheng Miaoying thought about it and realized there were indeed many.

but--

“My mom would definitely not agree to take such a high salary,” she said with certainty. “She always says you are a blessing to our family and there is no way she would take advantage of you.”

"We'll talk about that later."

Lin Ting gave a vague reply and walked into a shop with a "For Rent" sign.

The shop has two floors, but only empty shelves, and it's impossible to tell what it used to sell. The shop isn't big, about 80 or 90 square meters. The second floor is smaller than the first floor, and it has a kitchen and a bed, so it seems it used to be a place to live.

The landlord was an old woman with no smile on her face. She simply said, "Four hundred and fifty a month, no bargaining."

The price is slightly higher than the surrounding shops, but the walls of this shop are very clean and look like they were just painted recently, so you can save the trouble of painting the walls.

Lin Ting looked around and, quite satisfied, asked directly, "Are you selling this house?"

The old woman paused for a moment, then shook her head: "Not for sale."

Lin Ting pleaded, "I can give you 15,000."

"Do not sell!"

The old lady lost her temper and grabbed a broom from the corner, seemingly trying to kick her out.

Lin Ting, being very pragmatic, immediately backed down: "If you don't want to sell, then don't sell. Please don't get agitated. I was just asking casually."

The old lady snorted heavily, still gripping the broom tightly.

Lin Ting continued to look around the shop.

The store's location was average, diagonally opposite Beiliao University. What Lin Ting liked was its second floor—it could be used as a warehouse and also as a fitting room.

She thought for a moment and then said, "Grandma, I'll rent this house, but we need to sign a contract. Let's set the lease term at three years. Is that okay?"

The old lady was stunned for a moment, not expecting Lin Ting to actually refuse to haggle over the price. Finally, she put down the broom and asked, "You...really want to rent it?"

Lin Ting nodded seriously: "Really, but you can't kick me out during the lease period."

"No rush, no rush," the old lady agreed readily.

Her house is indeed difficult to rent out because it's more expensive than other places, and it's located in front of a school, so business people don't like to come here.

Lin took out a notebook from his backpack and leaned against the counter to write the lease agreement.

She deliberately wrote the words larger so that the old lady could read them more easily.

However, the old lady was illiterate and couldn't even sign her name.

Lin Ting: "Then please put your fingerprint on it."

"That... is fine."

Considering the monthly rent of 450 yuan, Grandma cooperated by making a handprint.

Lin paid her three months' rent first, and chatted with her for a while, learning some basic information about the elderly woman.

The old lady's name is Li Yulian, and she lives in the small courtyard behind this shop.

Grandma Li wasn't very talkative. After giving the key to Lin Ting, she left.

Lin Ting picked up the broom that Grandma Li had just thrown down, and slapped the ground with great determination: "My career begins here!"

The dust was swirling around her, making her feel that today wasn't really a good day for a new chapter in her career.