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

Duan Jun stepped inside, squinting at Lin Ting who was grinning broadly.

"Hey, you seem to be having a good time."

Lin Ting looked at her with a smile: "Sister, is it because I didn't have fun playing with Grandma? It's all my fault, so scold me!"

Duan Jun: "..."

She really can't do this job.

However, this is not important.

She waved her hand: "No, you guys play, I'm going to find Jiang Zong to play with."

"you!"

Lin Ting's expression changed slightly, but the next moment she relaxed: "Then go ahead."

Duan Jun's breathing became slightly labored, and she felt a sense of powerlessness, as if she were being checkmated in a game of chess.

As we all know, playing games requires interaction and cooperation between both parties.

Playing with Jiang Zong?

That's like someone trying to melt a piece of ancient ice in the Arctic during the coldest days of winter by using their body temperature of 36.5 degrees Celsius—it's self-inflicted torture.

Duan Jun felt that even if she lost, she couldn't lose face. She was about to straighten her back and leave, even if it was just to go back to her own little courtyard and count ants, it would be better than staying here and watching Lin Ting's smug face.

She had barely moved her toes when she heard Lin Ting slowly add, "Anyway, my brother won't play with you."

Duan Jun: "...!"

"Lin Ting, you talk so rudely, why haven't you been beaten to death yet?"

Miss Duan humbly sought advice.

Lin Ting: "Is it possible that I only speak to you like this?"

"..."

"You might not believe it, but I am indeed clumsy with words and a kind-hearted person."

"..."

"I'm so friendly to everyone else, but I treat you like this. Why don't you reflect on that?"

"do not talk."

"Do you know you are wrong?"

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to resist stealing my brother’s gun and then shooting you.”

"Hmph, you hit me, you bad guy."

"..."

Duan Jun reflected on her life.

She did throw stones at her neighbor's window when she was little, but that was because the boy said she was effeminate and not like a man.

She did puncture a classmate's bicycle tire once, but that was because he tattled on her to the teacher first!

It seems she even added sleeping pills to her older brother's coffee for a week straight, but that was because her older brother insisted on forcing her to give up joining the reconnaissance unit and go to the communications unit instead!

She also...

But she felt that she really didn't deserve such a crime, and that God wouldn't send Lin Ting, this powerful weapon, to precisely strike her.

After much agonizing thought, Duan Jun decided to fight Lin Ting to the death.

After lunch, Duan Jun, carrying a case of beer in each hand, barged into the west wing where Lin Ting was staying, like a vagrant.

“We’ve known each other for a while, but we’ve never really had a proper drink together,” Duan Jun said with a smile. “Come on, since we’re free this afternoon, let’s have a drink together, sisters, and catch up. Plus, I have some good news to tell you.”

On the way here, Duan Jun couldn't help but imagine Lin Ting drinking three bottles of wine, then blushing, lying on the table, crying and admitting defeat to her: Sister Duan, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again, please forgive me!

Just thinking about it is exhilarating!

Just as she expected, Lin Ting frowned as she looked at the beer: "Does communicating feelings necessarily require drinking beer?"

Duan Jun patted her shoulder: "What else can we do? We're all adults, are we going to drink cola?"

Lin Ting blinked: "What I mean is... beer makes you fat, how about switching to spirits?"

Duan Jun suddenly sensed something was wrong: "You can really drink?"

Lin Ting humbly replied, "I'm not really good at it, but I can have a drink with you."

Her words were so sincere that they dispelled Duan Jun's doubts.

“We don’t have any imported liquor at home. My grandma doesn’t drink. I just bought this from the corner store in the alley,” Duan Jun said, shaking her hand.

Lin said "Oh" and made a phone call to A-Jin.

Not long after, Ah Jin brought over two bottles of Remy Martin.

Duan Jun hesitated slightly.

She can't really drink strong liquor; she doesn't like the taste. She only drinks about half a bottle.

But look at Lin Ting.

He doesn't seem like someone who can outdrink himself.

Lin Ting poured two glasses of wine, pushed one to her, and then clinked glasses with her.

Then, drink it all in one gulp.

When it comes to drinking, you can't afford to lose your spirit, no matter what.

Duan Jun was shocked, but still tilted her head back and drank it.

Lin Ting poured the wine as if it were tea, and asked without changing his expression, "You just said you had good news, what news?"

Duan Jun's mind went blank for a moment after being hit by a glass of wine. Seeing that Lin Ting wanted to chat, she immediately said, "Oh, I went to the TV station this morning. I got the advertising slot you wanted for you. It's fifteen seconds in prime time, starting May 1st, for six months."

Lin Ting's eyes lit up instantly, and he raised his glass to her again: "Then I have to toast you!"

After saying that, she downed another glass and said considerately to Duan Jun, "Sister, drink slowly."

Duan Jun couldn't possibly listen to that!

She resolutely tilted her head back and drank, finishing the glass of wine even faster than Lin Ting.

Setting down her wine glass, Duan Jun said, "You have to pay the advertising fees; there's no way you can avoid it."

As Lin Ting poured the wine, he asked, "How much?"

Duan Jun held up three fingers: "Nine million."

Lin Ting looked at her fingers, then listened to her words, and silently slowed down the speed at which she poured the wine.

"When will we receive the money?" Lin Ting asked again.

The price was much lower than she had expected. She vaguely remembered that the top advertising bid in 1994 cost 30 million, and the following year, the top bid was over 60 million.

Although there's no large-scale bidding now and the competition is much less, all she wants is a fifteen-second advertisement, but this price is still something Duan Jun has tried her best to negotiate.

Duan Jun was a little thirsty, but winning or losing at the dinner table wasn't just about who got drunk first—who went to the toilet first, who drank water first, who owed drinks first… all of these were within the scope of evaluating the outcome.

This is just the beginning; she can't give up now.

She could only resort to desperate measures.

Lin Ting drank half a glass with her, waiting for her answer.

“I’ve discussed it with them. We’ll pay the fees and sign the contract before March 1st. However, your advertisement will be reviewed after it’s filmed. If it doesn’t pass the review, you’ll have to film it again. If your advertisement keeps having problems and can’t be broadcast, the TV station won’t care.”

"Yes, I know." Lin Ting nodded and began to think about where to get the money.

Nine million.

She really didn't.

It seems...

It's time to kidnap Jiang Zong.

Duan Jun raised an eyebrow at her: "I'm really familiar with the people at the bank. How about I help you find a loan?"

Exposing one's financial problems in front of a partner is a major taboo, and Lin Ting certainly wouldn't make such a basic mistake.

She calmly replied, "No need, I don't lack money."

Duan Jun looked at her teasingly: "Don't pretend with me. How long have you been doing business? You're still quite fragile. Don't think I don't know that."

Lin Ting sighed softly: "Why don't you believe me?"

As she spoke, she picked up her mobile phone and dialed Zhang Liang's number directly.

Duan Jun didn't stop her, and leaned over to listen while eating melon seeds.

"Hey, Liang, have Sister Yue withdraw ten million from the company account for future use. I need it."

Zhang Liang paused for three seconds and asked, "Boss, is it only one thousand? Or should I have Xiaoyue prepare an extra five hundred?"

Lin Ting glanced at Duan Jun sideways: "One thousand is enough. I won't say anymore, you guys get ready."

After saying that, she hung up the phone, turned to look at Duan Jun's astonished gaze, and smiled like a willow branch swaying in the spring breeze.

Duan Jun: "No way, selling clothes is so profitable now? If you're doing this well, I'd even want to invest in a clothing factory!"

Lin Ting chuckled and poured her another drink: "This matter is actually a professional issue. I don't know if you'll understand when I explain it, you know? It's very complicated. How should I put it? My factory is different from other factories. Of course, I'm not saying other factories are no good, nor am I saying you definitely won't make money if you open one, but it involves a lot of professional issues..."

Duan Jun listened to her words in a daze, unaware that she had already downed the wine in her glass.

……

Shenyang.

Zhang Liang held the mobile phone and remained silent for a long time.

Feng Yue had just finished calculating the previous day's accounts when she looked up and saw him staring blankly. She casually asked, "Brother Liang, what did the boss say on the phone?"

Zhang Liang: "I want you to transfer ten million yuan to her from the company account."

Feng Yue: "...?"

"No, it's only noon. Who did the boss drink with? Ten million? Can you omit a zero?"

"Even if the boss has been drinking, he can't be this irresponsible." Zhang Liang knew that Lin Ting might not be discussing business with anyone, but rather that it involved financial matters and he was using this method to blatantly display his wealth.

But seeing Feng Yue's shocked expression, he couldn't help but smile, wanting to tease her, so he said, "She probably drank fake alcohol."

Feng Yue immediately became worried: "Then you should call Monk right away and ask him. Drinking fake alcohol can be deadly!"

……

When Monk went to visit Lin Ting in the hospital, he overheard her muttering helplessly, "She can't drink, yet she made such a big scene. I just started and it's already over..."

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I've made up for the word count I missed yesterday~ Thank you for your understanding, my darlings~ mua~