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

The counter in the shop was specially made, a cement platform covered with wood, which at first glance looked no different from an ordinary table. The bottom of the money box was nailed to the tabletop.

This disastrous design was proposed by Feng Yue.

One day during the renovation process, Lin Ting gave Feng Yue a safety training session.

"Sister Yue, what would you do if someone came to rob you?"

'Of course I'm going to fight back!'

"Are you stupid? Why are you doing such dangerous work for that little salary? Listen to me, if you encounter a robber, just give him the money. Even if he runs away with the money box, don't chase after him. As long as he's safe, it's fine."

'ah? ’

Then Yuejie started to panic.

She pondered for three days and suggested to Captain Zhang that the money box be nailed to the table.

Captain Zhang is also a talented person. He asked, "What if the robbers carry the table away as well?"

So... they decided to weld the table to the ground.

Luckily, the renovation team was skilled, otherwise this thing would have been unbearable to look at.

The money box is divided into two parts. One half is used to hold bills of 50 or 100, and there is a half-centimeter-wide opening at the top, so you can just throw the money in. The other half is a drawer with several compartments, where money is placed according to the denomination of the banknotes.

There are locks on both sides, and there are two sets of keys, one with Lin Ting and the other with Feng Yue.

Lin Ting picked up the ledger and said to Feng Yue, "The job of counting money is now yours."

Feng Yue: "...!"

She couldn't remember exactly how much money she had received that day; in any case, she had never handled so much money before.

She inserted the key into the lock with trembling hands, nearly breaking it in her extreme tension.

Because I was in such a rush during the day, the money wasn't sorted out carefully and looks a bit messy.

But looking at the drawer full of money, she thought it looked good even if it was a bit messy.

Feng Yue started counting the money.

Start with a coin.

It seemed that this would make her less panicked.

Lin Ting looked at her for a while, then began to settle the accounts according to the sales records in the ledger.

Lin Ting had already ordered the product number from Feng Yue before the business opened.

The first digit indicates the category: 0 for tops, 1 for pants, 2 for skirts, and so on.

The second and third digits indicate the price; 12 represents 12.9 yuan, 02 means 2 yuan, and so on.

The last fourth digit represents the specific style, with each number representing a different product.

Lin Ting pressed the calculator and calculated the sales amount against the product number.

Wow, 3012 yuan.

She was also taken aback.

It's important to understand that this is not the time when universities had 20,000 or 30,000 students enrolled after the expansion of enrollment, and it's also the end of the month, so theoretically everyone should be broke.

However, Lin Ting quickly calmed down – with the previous promotions, the firecrackers, flower baskets, and 10% discount today, such sales figures were not an exaggeration.

Lin Ting continued calculating the accounts.

Feng Yue's handicrafts sold really well today; little trinkets that cost only one or two yuan sold for a total of 217 yuan. As agreed beforehand, Lin Ting earned 108.5 yuan.

After deducting the cost of goods and the commission paid to Feng Yue, the remaining 2795 yuan left 1052.55 yuan.

Lin Ting pondered that once things stabilized, the daily profit should be around four or five hundred yuan.

After deducting rent and utilities, earning ten thousand yuan a month is not a problem.

At first glance, it doesn't seem to earn as much as setting up a street stall before, but back then it was thanks to the Lunar New Year, while this business is more stable and provides warmth. Over time, Lin Ting doesn't even need to worry about it.

Moreover, given Shenyang's purchasing power, she could open five or ten more stores, which Shenyang could easily absorb.

Of course, the prerequisite for opening a branch store is that she must have her own factory to produce clothes that are not available in the wholesale market; that is the core competitiveness.

These are all things for later, steps towards the future. The most important thing right now is—

Grand opening day!

"Boss! I've counted it all!" Feng Yue's voice trembled. "It's 3015 yuan in total!"

Lin Ting: "...?"

"I can understand paying three yuan less, but what's with the extra three yuan?"

"Did they give you the wrong change or did they forget to record it?"

……

Lin heard that they should check the goods tomorrow morning, as he was too tired today.

But Feng Yue told her to rest while she checked the goods herself, determined to find out where the extra three yuan came from.

Seeing Feng Yue busy like a little bee, Lin Ting chuckled, counted out 136.5 yuan and put it aside, planning to give Feng Yue a daily commission and a share of the handicrafts in the last few days of the month.

She knew Feng Yue was broke this month; her previous salary had been paid weekly.

It's something that can be done easily; there's no need to make her suffer and go hungry.

Feng Yue sorted through the goods, and after nearly an hour of trouble, she finally found the source of the three yuan.

"Boss, it's a hair accessory, I forgot to write one down." Feng Yue blushed. "I remember now, I was just about to write it down when a lot of customers came in, so I forgot."

Lin Ting nodded and said, "I'll deduct 50 cents from your commission. Be careful next time."

As she spoke, she took back a 50-cent coin.

Feng Yue nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice, promising not to do it again.

Lin Ting handed her the remaining 136 yuan: "This is today's share and commission for the handicrafts. After deducting the penalty, it's 136 yuan in total. Count it."

Feng Yue: "...!"

She earned 136 yuan in one day?

what is this concept?

She didn't dare ask for a monthly salary of 136 yuan when she wanted to work as a nanny.

"Boss, I..."

Feng Yue looked at Lin Ting in alarm, not daring to take the money.

Lin Ting stuffed the money into her hand and said, "I'll settle accounts with you daily for the next few days, and starting next month, I'll settle accounts monthly."

"well……"

Feng Yue held the money, her eyes glazed over.

Lin Ting left three hundred yuan in change in the money box and took the rest.

She said, "You can open the shop at 9:30 tomorrow. Sleep in a little longer; there won't be any customers early in the morning."

The only reason college students get up early is because they have classes; it's impossible for them to run out to buy things.

Seeing that Feng Yue was still looking a bit dazed, Lin Ting smiled and patted her shoulder: "Let's go, it's time to get off work."

Feng Yue subconsciously said, "I'll tidy up the shop."

"Okay, I'm going back to my dorm now. It'll be time to close soon," Lin said casually, seemingly forgetting that there were still three hundred yuan in the money box and that Feng Yue had the key.

When Lin Ting pushed open the shop door, the door panel touched the wind chimes, making a crisp sound.

Feng Yue seemed to be brought back to her senses by the voice, and turned around to call out, "Boss!"

Lin Ting stopped and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Holding the money, Feng Yue bowed deeply to her and said, "Thank you."

Lin laughed and waved her hand, "Why thank me? It's your skill that's worth it."

Honestly, handicrafts require the least investment. Those beads and shells are really worthless, and she only bought some when she was buying stock, and she got four or five times the return.

After saying that, Lin Ting stepped into the night.

Feng Yue straightened up and watched Lin Ting walk away.

Her nose felt sore.

But she held back and didn't cry.

She carefully pocketed the money, took small breaths, picked up a broom, and thoroughly cleaned the shop.

After cleaning, we put the goods back on the shelves and organized the warehouse.

After thinking about it, she moved the flower baskets from outside the shop back inside, planning to put them out again the next morning.

What beautiful flowers! It's a shame to only have them for one day.

By the time I finished all this, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Feng Yue returned to the backyard with very light steps and found that the room was still lit, with a bowl of oil tea noodles on the table and a thermos next to it.

The Zheng family next door, mother and daughter, were already asleep. The note on the table was in Zheng Miaoying's handwriting.

"Sister Yue, eat something before you go to sleep."

Warm yellow lights, fragrant oil tea.

While eating, Feng Yue made a decision.