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

Lin Ting needs a factory to produce spare parts, not only for the Feng sisters' jewelry business, but more importantly, to prepare for a future garment factory.

Buttons, accessories... these are all essential for making clothes. Instead of buying them, it's better to set up your own factory. It's more stable and can protect intellectual property rights to some extent.

Lin Ting took steady and solid steps, busily contributing to the development of her career.

……

Lin Ting bought two pounds of apples to visit Feng Pan. When she arrived, Feng Yue was packing her things.

"Sister Yue, how is Sister Pan?"

Feng Yue's lips curled up in a smile, but her eyes held a hint of worry, a contradictory expression.

She said, "Director Feng said it can be treated, but it will be quite painful. It will probably involve breaking the bones and setting them again."

That's not how it's written in writing, but that's how she understands it.

Lin Ting nodded: "That is indeed painful, but being able to get cured is better than anything else."

“Hmm!” Feng Yue nodded, glanced back at Feng Pan, and said, “My sister insisted on waiting, but I thought the weather was just right, not too hot, and it wouldn’t be too uncomfortable to rest in bed. Besides, Director Feng also said not to delay any longer.”

“It’s like this,” Lin understood why Feng Pan wanted to wait. She sat down next to her, took her hand and said, “Sister Pan, just go and have the surgery. At worst, Sister Yue can hire a caregiver for you and take the beads to the hospital. It will only take about ten days, so it won’t delay anything.”

Feng Pan was worried about missing work and also felt the surgery was too expensive.

She unconsciously twirled the silk thread in her hand, looking at Lin and saying, "I'm just afraid of pain."

"Just bear with it," Lin Ting coaxed her, "Sister Yue has told me many times that she really wants to heal your leg."

Feng Pan would refuse to listen to anything else, but when it came to Feng Yue…

“That’s right, sis. We have money now, we can afford the treatment,” Feng Yue said, folding the bed sheet. “Once your leg is healed, you’ll be able to do the work even faster, right?”

Feng Pan opened her mouth, then nodded: "Yes."

Feng Yue smiled, her eyes crinkling.

She told Lin, "Boss, I'll take my sister to the hospital first thing tomorrow morning. Director Feng said he can arrange the surgery as soon as possible. I'll hire a caregiver then, so it won't be delayed."

"Okay, just tell me what's wrong. There are many of us, we can always find a way."

Lin Ting smiled, but didn't forget to add, "Don't mention your relationship with me in the hospital!"

"it is good!"

……

Feng Yue is now able to handle things independently most of the time.

This was especially true in arranging Feng Pan's surgery.

She efficiently arranged for her sister's hospitalization and found a kind and honest-looking caregiver. Fearing that the caregiver might mistreat her sister, she even gave her extra pay.

Every morning she would get up early, cook breakfast and deliver it to her sister, along with a small box of ingredients. The amount she brought was only enough for Feng Pan to cook for two or three hours, but no matter what Feng Pan said, Feng Yue wouldn't let her bring any more.

After finishing her breakfast, she would take the lunchbox back to the shop to open for business.

The caregiver buys lunch and dinner for us. The standard meal allowance is ten yuan per day for two people, which is enough for us to eat very well.

After closing the shop at night, she would go to the hospital again to talk to her sister for a while, ask about her condition, and then take away the things she had finished knitting that day.

After ten days of this ordeal, Feng Pan was discharged from the hospital having even gained weight.

The surgery was performed by Director Feng himself, and the results were very good. Director Feng said that Feng Pan is still young and will basically recover completely after three months of rest.

After Feng Pan was discharged from the hospital, Aunt Zheng immediately gave her the cane she had used.

This cane has served its purpose well; it only rested for a month before returning to work...

……

On the first day of May, the English department suddenly had an internship opportunity.

"A company in Shanghai needs an English major to work as a translator for 45 days. The company will cover all round-trip airfare, food, and accommodation, and this work experience will be recorded in the employee's file."

During the class meeting, counselor Ms. He held up a piece of paper and said:

"Requirements: Female, with good oral English skills, cheerful and lively personality, articulate, honest... 166 cm tall, shoulder-length hair, good-looking... Has been to Shanghai, having relatives or friends in Shanghai is a plus..."

Originally, the students were quite excited when they heard about this opportunity.

I've only ever seen Shanghai in movies and on TV. It would be great to have this opportunity to visit it.

What's more, you can take a plane, eat and stay for free, and it can even be recorded in your file!

After the first two words of the request were spoken, the boys fell silent.

The first few points were fine; the girls all felt they could handle it.

But the next few...

Zheng Miaoying looked left and right, then suddenly her eyes lit up: "Listen to that! You fit the bill perfectly!"

Lin Ting chuckled dryly, "Hehehe, yeah."

Was Teacher He reading the requirements? This must be what she wrote!

Why not just read out her ID number?

During this time, Lin Ting would occasionally wonder what methods Jiang's father would use to get rid of her.

But she never expected him to be so resourceful!

The fact that a company can request personnel from a school in its own name suggests that there must be official support and approval behind it. Otherwise, they wouldn't dare say that this work experience can be included in the personnel file, let alone obtain the school's consent.

Teacher He put down the paper and said, "Students who meet the requirements can now register."

The classroom was completely silent.

The students looked very sad.

They wanted to sign up, but the requirements were outrageous.

Lin Ting silently raised her hand: "Teacher He, I want to go."

The path has been paved out for her; she has no choice but to walk it.

She believed that Uncle Jiang would never write something like "those who call Lin Ting have priority" on the request form.

So, it shouldn't be too obvious, right?

Maybe……

Teacher He's eyes lit up when he saw her, and he asked again to confirm, "Have you been to Shanghai? Do you have relatives or friends there?"

Lin Ting nodded: "I went there during the holidays, and I did have friends there."

Wu Yan and Li Zhi quickly testified: "Yes, yes, her good friend is from Shanghai."

Lin Ting: "..."

……

Because the school had a rigorous selection process, Lin's mother did not stop Lin Ting from going to Shanghai; in fact, she thought it was a good opportunity.

She happily packed Lin Ting's luggage, her lips curving into a wide smile.

Lin's mother said with a smile, "This kind of opportunity is rare. In all my years of teaching, I've never seen a company from Shanghai come here to recruit people."

Lin Ting chuckled dryly, thinking to himself that it was because I hadn't come before; if I had come earlier, you would have seen it sooner.

Lin's mother continued, "Work and study are different, so you need to be more careful. But don't be too hard on yourself when you encounter difficult situations... It would be best to get a good evaluation, but don't force it if you don't. And don't do anything foolish because of a single sentence. If the sky falls, Mom will be there to support you..."

“Everything is expensive in Shanghai. I’ll give you 500 yuan. If you don’t like the food, go out to eat. If you don’t have enough money, tell Mom in advance. It takes a week to send money…”

Lin's mother spoke her words of advice in a gentle, detailed manner, her eyes filled with tenderness.

Lin's father stood by, his eyes brimming with tears: "Waaah, my daughter has grown up and is going to work... It feels like just a few years ago she was such a tiny little bundle... and now she's leaving her father..."

Lin Ting: "Dad, I'm only going away for a month and a half, it's not that I'm not coming back."