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

Textile factories are probably among the factories with the most female workers.

Every day at the end of the workday, groups of girls in factory uniforms emerge, creating the most beautiful scene in the vicinity. Because of this, idlers often gather near the textile factory, squatting in a row to watch the girls.

Today, at the entrance of the textile factory, there was not only a row of energetic young men, but also a tricycle full of hair ornaments and two extremely beautiful girls.

The stall was set up right next to the gatekeeper's booth. Instead of chasing them away, the old man poured them hot water.

The old man certainly didn't have a friendly face towards everyone. If those brats dared to take a step closer, he would swing his shovel and chase them away.

He was kind and gentle to Lin Ting and Zheng Miaoying because... Lin Ting bought him two packs of cigarettes.

It's very practical, but simple and effective, and can save you a lot of trouble.

As soon as it was time to leave work, Lin Ting tugged at Zheng Miaoying: "Hurry up, get ready to start selling."

"it is good!"

Lin Ting saw a female worker come out and gestured to Zheng Miaoying: "You call out your wares first, let me listen."

Lin Ting planned to use Zheng Miaoying to find out why others weren't making money.

In business, you must first learn to lose money.

Since she didn't lose money herself, she could only learn from others' mistakes.

Zheng Miaoying blushed before she could speak: "Okay... two pairs for three yuan... oh no, I mean, I'm selling hair accessories!"

She shouted with all her might, but the volume was barely loud enough for Lin Ting, who was standing next to her, to hear.

Lin Ting looked completely bewildered: "Sister, what are you doing?"

"I...I..." Zheng Miaoying's face turned extremely red, "I'm a little embarrassed..."

Lin Ting was stunned for a moment, then understood.

Although the reform and opening-up policy has swept across the country, many people still consider going into business to be a frivolous pursuit, let alone setting up a street stall, which is considered to be at the very bottom of the social ladder.

It would be strange if Zheng Miaoying, a college student, could balance her thoughts and emotions if she were suddenly asked to set up a street stall.

Lin Ting quickly summarized Zheng Miaoying's failure point—she was too concerned about saving face.

Seeing that the female factory worker was still some distance from the gate when she finished get off work, she started a little lesson on the spot: "Do you want to make money?"

"Yes." Zheng Miaoying nodded earnestly.

Lin Ting: "If you want to make money, why do you have any shame?"

Zheng Miaoying was stunned: "Huh?"

Lin Ting patted her shoulder and said earnestly, "You didn't steal or rob, you earned money through your own abilities, what's there to be ashamed of? Besides, the country encourages a market economy, isn't it just that you look down on yourself..."

Zheng Miaoying waved her hand in alarm, interrupting Lin Ting: "I didn't, I really didn't!"

"So," Lin Ting concluded, "money can be earned back, but losing face will only lead to earning more."

Zheng Miaoying blinked, looking confused and bewildered.

That sounds...too reasonable.

In just a few words, the female workers approached, and Teacher Lin promptly ended the lesson.

She gave Zheng Miaoying a look that said, "You better learn from me," and called out to the crowd, "Look over here, ladies! We have the latest hair accessories! They're brand new, just arrived from Hong Kong, the same style worn by movie stars!"

Zheng Miaoying felt so guilty that her palms were sweating.

She tugged at Lin Ting's sleeve and whispered, "Aren't you afraid they'll find out you're faking it..."

Lin Ting: "You can earn more if you lose face, and you can earn even more if you lose your conscience."

Zheng Miaoying: "..."

Soon, pretty girls gathered around.

"Is it really a Hong Kong style?"

"Hey? It's quite pretty... Hey sis, how much is this?"

Lin Ting looked at the hair accessory that cost 3.2 yuan to buy and decisively said, "Eight yuan!"

Before the other party could complain about the price, she continued, "Sister, you have such good taste. This is the one. Joey Wong wore the same one."

"Really?!" The girl's pupils dilated in shock, and suddenly she no longer felt that eight yuan was expensive.

Lin Ting replied firmly, "Of course, it was in the newspapers a while ago, didn't you see it?"

"I think... I saw it, right?"

The girl was a little unsure, feeling like she might have seen it before, or she might not have.

However, she was certain that if she didn't buy this hair accessory today, she wouldn't be able to sleep well.

"I think I've seen this before." Another girl snatched the hair accessory, held it up on her head, and asked her companion, "Does it look good?"

"nice……"

"It looks beautiful! Sister, your skin is so fair, and you look the prettiest in red hair accessories." Lin Ting praised her fluently.

Zheng Miaoying watched from the side, feeling that she couldn't just stand there, so she chimed in, "Yes, yes, it looks good."

Who could resist the shock of being complimented on their looks by two beautiful girls?

Just as the girls were about to pay, a sober-minded person pointed out: "A street vendor selling Hong Kong goods, do you really believe her if she dares to say that?"

The girls paused as they reached for their wallets, hesitating as they looked at the hair accessories in their hands, unsure whether to buy them.

Zheng Miaoying tensed up instantly, and her palms became sweaty.

Lin Ting didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She patted the tricycle and said, "Sister, this is a mobile sales point, not a street stall."

The people around her stared at her in astonishment.

Mobile sales point?

She really knows how to pat herself on the back.

"Besides, we actually have our own shop, right at the entrance of Beiliao University, which will open in two months," Lin Ting said with a smile. "The reason we're setting up a stall to sell goods now is because our supplier got the timing wrong and sent the goods to us ahead of schedule."

"Beiliao University?" someone asked doubtfully. "You really have a shop?"

"Of course, it will definitely open by April 1st at the latest. Please do come and check it out then."

Zheng Miaoying's head was buzzing.

If she wasn't mistaken, the shop probably still belonged to someone else.

Some people noticed that Zheng Miaoying was quiet and seemed honest, so they set their sights on her: "Hey girl, what's the name of your shop?"

Zheng Miaoying was stunned for a moment, her brain racing instantly, and she blurted out: "The shop is called 'Outside the Window'!"

Lin Ting: "...?"

If she remembers correctly, this is one of Aunt Qiong Yao's works, right?

Why doesn't she mention Princess Pearl?

"Outside the window? That's a bit of a mouthful..."

Lin Ting quickly chimed in, making up an excuse: "Because we sell export goods, which symbolize the world outside the window."

They looked at Zheng Miaoying: "Really?"

Zheng Miaoying silently repeated "Even without conscience, you can earn more" three times in her mind, and nodded seriously as if she had made an important decision: "Really, that's what I mean."

Lin Ting watched her reaction closely and was fairly satisfied.

"Oh, what kind of street stall is this? Ten or eight yuan isn't expensive, as long as it looks nice!"

The older sister, who had been praised by Lin Ting and Zheng Miaoying, was already tempted. She was too impatient to listen to other people's useless arguments and promptly paid the money.

Lin Ting casually stuffed the money into Zheng Miaoying's hand, telling her to be in charge of collecting and giving change, while he was in charge of chatting with everyone.

In any group, there is always a need for a leader.

In particular, the leader said before leaving, "Ten or eight yuan is not expensive."

Lin Ting watched her retreating figure and silently thought to herself: This is a good person.