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

"I can choose not to play the cards I haven't finished, but I can't take less of what I'm entitled to, not even a little bit!"

Therefore, as soon as the company audit was completed and his private account was unfrozen, Lin Ting went to talk to the director of the wool mill about the reform of state-owned enterprises into private ones.

Just as the old director had said, the wool mill was doing very poorly.

Perhaps someone had spoken out of turn, or perhaps he simply couldn't hold on any longer, but Lin Ting's negotiations went quite smoothly this time, with the old factory director even taking the initiative to make many concessions.

In just one week, all the necessary procedures were completed, and the former wool textile factory was renamed and became completely owned by the Lin family.

The following day, Lin Ting paid another visit to see the old director.

"Boss Lin... has become quite famous lately." The old director stroked his pipe, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry as he looked at Lin Ting.

She sat at home, yet didn't miss a single message.

After hearing that Lin Ting had forced that young master to turn himself in to save his life, the old director regretted it for a moment, feeling that he had made a mistake and should not have made that offer to her.

If she gets upset, those fools won't be able to withstand her methods.

Lin Ting smiled, put a few bags of fruit on the table, sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and said to the old director, "I have made arrangements for the conditions you mentioned to me before."

The old director was slightly taken aback: "You...agree?"

"Why not?" Lin Ting smiled at her. "I believe the people you teach won't be too bad, but I also have my conditions."

The old director nodded and asked, "What kind of job is it? What are your qualifications?"

“I just acquired the wool mill,” Lin said. “As you said, most of them used to work in the wool mill, so they are experienced. If there is no major job transfer, they should be able to handle it. As for the others who do not work in the wool mill, they will be given priority in hiring them under the same conditions if they apply.”

The old director pondered for a moment, offering no objection, and simply said, "Go on."

"I only have one condition: I will not give these people a secure job. Anyone who makes a serious mistake, is incompetent at work, or tries to slack off will be fired."

Lin Ting's expression became more serious: "This is not a state-owned enterprise. We don't support privileged people or rely on connections. All positions are filled by the most capable. Of course, our factory's wages and benefits are also higher than the industry average. As long as you are willing to work hard, I'm not short of money."

The old director blinked twice, and his eyes were surprisingly brighter than usual.

“That’s good, I agree on their behalf.”

The old director was afraid that these fools would take the money and then spend it eating, drinking, having fun, and wasting their lives. If Lin Ting could control them, that would be the best outcome.

She knew that her initial request was unreasonable; how could she possibly arrange everyone's work? Her statement left room for negotiation.

Being given priority in hiring would be very good.

The old director slowly let out a sigh of relief.

She's getting old, and this is all she can plan for them.

How they proceed in the future depends on whether they are capable and hardworking.

"Then can we talk about the demolition and relocation?"

Lin Ting smiled faintly.

"it is good."

The old director nodded.

Lin Ting and the old director talked for a whole afternoon. During that time, the old director also called over the people in charge from each household in batches.

The talks went fairly smoothly; with the old director keeping things under control, no one dared to cause trouble.

Lin Ting left before dinner, while Monk carried a leather suitcase filled with signed demolition contracts.

"Have you made a reservation for the restaurant tonight?" Lin Ting asked.

Monk nodded: "It's booked, at..."

Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure rushed out from the side and lunged straight at Lin Ting.

Before the figure even got close, Monk grabbed him by the back of his collar and lifted him into the air.

"Don't, don't, don't..."

The man struggled, crying, "I...I want to talk to Boss Lin about something!"

Lin Ting looked closely, and this person...

"you are?"

Lin Ting pretended not to recognize him, and frowned slightly as she looked him over.

He forced an awkward smile: "I'm the deputy director of the alley next door, my surname is Xie. We've met before, Boss Lin! I've already convinced everyone to agree to the demolition! Let's talk!"

Lin Ting looked at him with a half-smile: "Didn't I tell you? I don't plan to demolish your alley."

The two alleys are right next to each other. Today, she signed a contract here, so naturally, the people next to her could hear the news.

She said that even if they wanted to demolish it, they would have to beg her to do it.

"Boss Lin! We know we were wrong, really! We don't ask for much, just the same conditions as here..."

They had all heard that the demolition compensation included not only money but also job placement.

Everyone says that Boss Lin's factory pays high wages and offers good benefits, and workers in Shenyang all want to work outside the window.

Now that the opportunity is right in front of them, of course they want it too.

Lin Ting: "You wish!"

Director Xie awkwardly touched his nose and forced a smile, saying, "Then... what conditions would you like to offer?"

"I've already said I don't plan to dismantle you, so what other conditions are you offering?"

"No, Mr. Lin!" Director Xie was almost in tears. "We can't leave it undemanded!"

Recently, the neighbors have been blaming him, saying that it was all his fault that they missed out on the demolition and relocation.

If Boss Lin doesn't demolish their alley, they can demolish his.

Lin Ting glanced at her watch; there wasn't much time left before the dinner time she and Jiang Zong had agreed upon.

She said impatiently, "I don't have time to argue with you, so don't bother me."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Director Xie quickly stopped her again: "Boss Lin, we really know we were wrong! We were blinded by greed before! We really won't cause trouble again! Absolutely not! Just name your price, and we'll accept it without hesitation!"

Lin Ting smiled slightly: "Me, name a price? Then give it to me for free, maybe I'll take it."

Director Xie: "..."

He was only in a moment of distraction when Lin Ting walked past him and got into the car.

He tried to chase after it, but the car had already driven away.

"Ugh!"

Director Xie stood still and stomped his foot hard.

"Young masters are so unreliable! They've really screwed me over!"

Lin Ting turned around in the car and saw Director Xie cursing, and couldn't help but chuckle.

She turned to Monk and said, "I'm going to Switzerland in a couple of days. You don't need to come with me. Take a long vacation and rest."

Monk paused slightly: "What if we encounter danger if I don't go with you?"

Lin Ting took out a mirror to apply lipstick and said casually, "What danger could there be? You can relax and enjoy your vacation. I'm not the kind of person who causes trouble."

Monk: "..."

I'm even more worried now.