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

Seeing Monk's expression of having fallen into a den of swindlers, Zhang Liang thought for a moment and then called out, "Teacher Yan, are you there?"

Yan Yueying, wearing a white mink coat, came out from the neighboring courtyard.

She was dressed very neatly, except for one thing that spoiled the scene: she was carrying a brick-red hot water bottle.

"What?" Yan Yueying raised her chin slightly, maintaining the demeanor befitting a young lady.

She actually returned earlier than Lin Ting.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, she had a fight with her stepmother and then returned to Shenyang with the 100,000 yuan "start-up capital" she had swindled from her biological father.

The extravagant Miss Yan bought a new mink coat and covered herself up like a little polar bear.

When the little polar bear saw the big brown bear, it instinctively shrank its neck.

Monk was also a little confused.

Suddenly a beautiful girl appeared. Is this... a female demon sent by the boss?

Zhang Liangchao said to Yan Yueying, "Teacher Yan, this is Mengke, a friend of the boss, who may become our colleague in the future. I'll take him to visit the school. Could you please help take care of Mengke's mother?"

Yan Yueying glanced at Monk, then habitually pouted arrogantly: "How could I possibly do servant work... Don't blame me if I don't take good care of you."

She grumbled with disdain, but her body betrayed her as she entered the courtyard.

Just as Monk was about to stop her, he heard his mother chuckle and exclaim how beautiful the girl was.

Zhang Liang said, "Let the girl take care of your aunt, and I'll take you to see the school. My boss is really not a liar."

Monk hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Is it far?"

"It's not far, it only takes two or three minutes to drive there."

"That's fine."

Nothing is more convincing than having four or five hundred students actually in class.

Monk looked around each classroom and finally became convinced that this Mr. Lin really did have a legitimate business.

Taking the opportunity, Zhang Liang said, "Actually, you don't need to panic too much. Our company is known for its good benefits. Those female teachers you saw all have some difficulties at home, and our boss has helped them all."

"Also, the salaries in our unit are high. Apart from Teacher Yan, everyone can earn eight or nine hundred yuan a month. Uncle Li, who is the gatekeeper, can earn two or three hundred yuan a month with all his bonuses and subsidies."

Monk was somewhat bewildered.

That salary is way too high!

He had heard people say that people from the heavy industrial base in Northeast China were all rich, but he thought, what good could they do even if they were rich? At most, they could only afford to eat roasted lamb leg once every ten days or so.

Looking at it now... it doesn't seem difficult for these people to eat roasted lamb legs every day, or they could even eat roasted lamb legs with golden chopsticks.

Monk, of course, did not know that what he saw was only a very small number of exceptional cases.

Northeast China is currently facing a wave of layoffs, and many dual-income families that were once well-off are now facing the tragic situation of both being laid off.

"Let's go, I'll take you home first," Zhang Liang said, seeing that he was showing signs of being tempted, so he stopped trying to persuade him and just said, "You and your aunt should rest well today, and don't cook tonight. I'll bring you some food, and I'll pick you up to go to the hospital first thing tomorrow morning..."

This time, Monk didn't offer any further opinions and silently followed Zhang Liang back to the courtyard.

They could hear the laughter and chatter coming from inside the house even before they were outside the courtyard.

Yan Yueying's mother doesn't speak Chinese, and she knows nothing about Mongolian.

But that didn't stop them from chatting enthusiastically.

"Hey girl, are you dating anyone?"

"I am responsible for providing visa interview guidance, which is to help students obtain visas for other countries."

"How can someone as beautiful as you not have a boyfriend? What kind of person are you looking for? Let me introduce you to someone."

"My job wasn't arranged by my dad. Lin Ting told me that the school would collapse without me, and that this job was indispensable for me. Sigh, so I came here. I was really pestered by her!"

"Haha, don't sigh if you don't have a boyfriend, there are plenty of good young men in my hometown..."

Zhang Liang looked bewildered: "Teacher Yan can understand Mongolian?"

The only person present who understood both Mongolian and Chinese, Monk, was speechless: "She doesn't understand anything..."

Zhang Liang could tell from his expression that he was overthinking things. He chuckled and went inside with Monk.

Yan Yueying was getting into the conversation when she suddenly felt the room go dark.

She was startled and turned around, just in time to see Monk passing by the window.

This person... is really blocking the light.

The thick cotton quilt and curtain were lifted, and the two of them entered the room, bringing with them a gust of cold wind.

As soon as they stepped into the house, they both froze on the spot.

The mink coat that was on Yan Yueying not long ago is now wrapped around her mother, and the fluffy coat makes the old lady look a little better.

Yan Yueying was sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), holding a jar of ointment, applying it to her mother's protruding knuckles.

The spoiled Miss Yan, who is supposed to be incapable of taking care of others, is actually doing quite well.

Seeing them standing there in a daze, Yan Yueying said with disdain, "What are you two standing there for? Quickly close the curtain tightly. Auntie's rheumatism is most afraid of catching a cold and getting damp. Are you two sure you can handle this?"

Zhang Liang quickly pulled the curtain closed tightly.

Yan Yueying looked at Monk and felt inexplicably intimidated.

She stood up, picked up the army coat Zhang Liang had recently given her mother, and while putting it on, casually pointed to the ointment on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), her eyes fixed on the wall as she said:

"That medicine is for pain relief. My aunt applies it when she feels unwell, and it works quite well. I'm giving it to you."

The two men were somewhat puzzled when they saw her wearing a military overcoat.

What was she thinking when she traded a mink coat for a military overcoat?

Yan Yueying noticed their gazes and rolled her eyes haughtily: "What are you looking at? I've worn that mink coat for eight days already, and I definitely won't wear it again. Even if I don't give it to you, you'll throw it away anyway."

Zhang Liang remained silent.

I don't know who it is, but she has to wear her mink coat whenever she goes out to buy roasted sweet potatoes.

They've only been a few days and they're already complaining?

Monk wanted to refuse, but the young lady walked away with her chin held high and her head held high.

I tripped over the threshold when I went out and almost fell into the snowdrift.

Zhang Liang chuckled and said to Mengke, "Brother, don't listen to her. She just doesn't know how to talk properly, but she's not a bad person at heart."

Monk nodded, looking at the snow-white mink coat, and insisted, "But I can't have it."

He had never met Yan Yueying before, so how could he possibly accept such an expensive gift?

Even if they're very close, a grown man like him shouldn't accept things from a young girl.

If he actually did that, even the rats on the grassland would laugh at him.

After considering it for a moment, Zhang Liang also felt it was inappropriate, since this piece of clothing cost several thousand yuan.

"I probably can't send it back. I'll call the boss and ask."

As Zhang Liang spoke, he went to borrow a phone from Wei Xuan's neighbor's yard.

After listening to Yan Yueying's actions, Lin Ting remained silent for three seconds before Gougou asked cautiously, "Brother Liang, there's a chance for all of us to wear fur coats now, shall we take advantage of it?"

Zhang Liang: "..."