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

After leaving the paint shop, Zheng Miaoying was a little uneasy: "Tingting, should I go with them to deliver the goods?"

She was a little worried that her boss wouldn't deliver it.

Lin Ting said directly, "It's okay. If he delivers the wrong thing to me, I'll hire ten old ladies to block his shop and yell at him."

boss:"……?"

This girl is quite pretty, how come she doesn't do any decent work?

He grinned at the three people's backs for a long time before finally deciding to deliver the goods himself, just in case ten middle-aged women blocked his shop door when he opened it the next day.

Lin Ting also needed to order a signboard and clothes racks. The three of them walked around looking for such shops. Lin Ting casually said to Jiang Zong, "By the way, why did you take money just now?"

Jiang Zong pursed his lips slightly.

He knew she had no money, so he wanted to help her with the expenses.

But he didn't want to say it outright, afraid it would make her uncomfortable.

“It was my father’s idea,” he said.

"Ok?"

Lin Ting was somewhat puzzled.

Could it be that the price of warrants has started to skyrocket again recently?

Or has the stock price taken off?

That's all she could think of.

Lin Ting thought for a moment and said seriously, "Jiang Zong, you tell your uncle that it doesn't have to be like this. My business with him is a cash-and-carry deal. I am very satisfied with the price he gave me. How much we can earn afterward is up to your ability."

Jiang Zong: "...?"

His good friend was doing business with his father.

What kind of business do you do?

It couldn't possibly be that he sold it to his father at a street stall, could it?

Jiang Zong suddenly realized that he seemed to know nothing about Lin Ting.

He wanted to understand her, but didn't know how.

Lin didn't continue speaking because she discovered a timber shop.

The subsequent procurement went relatively smoothly. The boss wasn't a fun person, and although business discussions were dry, things still went well.

After buying most of what they needed and a new set of bedding for Feng Yue, they took a taxi back to Beiliao University.

On the way, Lin heard, "I suddenly remembered that if we're going to paint, Feng Yue definitely can't stay at the shop. The paint smell is too strong and it's bad for her health."

Zheng Miaoying spent the afternoon helping out, and her melancholy demeanor faded somewhat. She said, "Why don't we let her stay in our dorm? There's still an empty bed."

"It might be inconvenient," Lin Ting shook her head, then reached out and poked Jiang Zong's shoulder in the front seat. "Jiang Zong, does Uncle Nie also rent a place near the school?"

"Hmm," Jiang Zong asked, "Should we help her rent a room?"

"How much is the rent?"

"do not know."

It's normal that Jiang Zong didn't know; he didn't even know where Uncle Nie's house was.

Lin Ting pondered that she should ask Uncle Nie directly about this matter, or ask the neighbors nearby if they had any houses for rent.

The car stopped on the side of the road.

Jiang Zong carried the bedding, Zheng Miaoying held some miscellaneous trinkets, and Lin Ting carried her two little paws empty. The three of them returned to the shop.

The several buckets of paint were neatly arranged in a row in the corner, with even the labels facing the same direction, as if they had been measured with a ruler.

Hearing the door open, Feng Yue ran downstairs again. She was holding a rag, seemingly cleaning something up.

"Sister Yue, I bought you some bedding." Upon hearing this, Lin took the bedding from Jiang Zong and headed upstairs.

Feng Yue hurriedly put down the rag, wiping her hands on her clothes several times before quickly reaching out to take it: "Boss, let me take it..."

There was actually a quilt in her little bundle, it was old and not very warm, but it was still usable. She hadn't expected Lin Ting to buy her new bedding... This was the first time in so many years that she had brand new bedding.

"Okay." Lin Ting casually stuffed the bedding into her arms and followed her upstairs, saying, "The shop is going to be painted these next few days, and the smell is too strong, which is bad for your health. I'm thinking of renting a place nearby to use as staff dormitories. Do you have any requirements?"

"what?"

Feng Yue's hand trembled, and she turned to look at Lin Ting, somewhat bewildered, her eyes also reddening: "Boss, I... I'm fine, I can stay here."

With bedding to buy, rent to pay for, and such a high salary, she's panicking.

"Although I am the boss and pay you a salary, the money I give you is to buy your working hours, not to buy your life."

"Besides, I've also thought about it, and it's not appropriate for a girl like you to stay in the hotel. If a thief really comes at night, losing things is a minor issue, but getting hurt would be a major problem. So you should stay in the dormitory."

Lin Ting patted her shoulder, "If you don't make any requests, then I'll rent one for you nearby."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly saw Feng Yue looking at her and tears streaming down her face.

Lin Ting: "...?"

"Why are you crying? Haven't you ever seen such a good boss?"

Feng Yue sniffed and whispered, "I just feel like I... I'm not good enough..."

"What do you mean by not being worthy?" Lin Ting asked, puzzled.

Why do employees not think about taking advantage of their bosses, but instead tell their bosses they don't deserve it?

What is the way?

Feng Yue pursed her lips and did not answer.

From childhood to adulthood, she wore her eldest sister's hand-me-downs, and her eldest sister wore her mother's hand-me-downs from when she was young.

Later, she grew taller and couldn't fit into her old clothes anymore. She told her mother that she wanted a new pair of pants.

Mom said, "It's good enough that you have anything to wear, let alone new pants. Don't you even know if you're worthy of them?"

In her family, only her younger brother gets new clothes and new textbooks.

Neither she nor her older sister are worthy of her.

She always felt that maybe she was too stupid, that she couldn't study well, and that she couldn't say nice things to make her mother happy like her younger brother.

Today, her boss, who is even younger than her, bought her brand new bedding, showing concern for her health and safety.

She panicked.

She remembered what her mother had said.

She doesn't deserve it.

Lin Ting sensed that something was wrong with Feng Yue's expression. She remained silent for a moment, then said without pressing for details, "Don't just stand there. Put your things down quickly, let's go eat, and then ask Grandma Li and Aunt Zhao if there are any houses for rent nearby."

Before Feng Yue could refuse again, she said, "Then I'll have to start training you. It will be tough, and it'll be completely different from what you've done before. You'll suffer."

Feng Yue is now least afraid of hardship and suffering.

In fact, if Lin Ting asked her to do very heavy work, she would feel more at ease.

She nodded, wiped away her tears, grabbed the bedding and ran upstairs quickly, neatly placing it on the small bed before coming back downstairs.

She followed Lin Ting closely, as if she had found her pillar of support.

In Aunt Zhao's small shop, she looked at the four people with a bit of confusion, and finally her gaze landed on Jiang Zong's face.

It seems to be asking: What are you doing?

Yesterday, Jiang Zong brought Lin Ting with him.

Zheng Miaoying was one of the new customers at lunchtime today.

Tonight, there's another girl.

Aunt Zhao began to wonder if Jiang Zong would bring a class of girls tomorrow.

Lin Ting ordered four dishes, then asked Aunt Zhao, "Aunt Zhao, are there any houses for rent around here?"

Aunt Zhao was shocked: "You two... cohabitation before marriage is not encouraged!"

Lin Ting: "..."