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

The infighting in the company doesn't affect Lin Ting.

She's busy right now... counting money.

It's not really about counting money, since her money was already in her savings account.

She was counting the zeros in her bankbook with a silly grin when she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

Why does this scene feel so familiar?

She was counting her money when, out of nowhere, she found herself wearing it.

Lin Ting immediately put down the bankbook and grabbed Jiang Zong beside her, as if afraid that a child would appear in front of her at any moment.

Jiang Zong: "...?"

"what happened?"

Lin Ting glanced around warily, and seeing that the scene was the same as before she had been counting the money, she breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing." As she spoke, she handed the passbook to Jiang Zong, "Can you count it for me? Is the money correct?"

She truly loves this world now and doesn't want to leave it at all.

It has nothing to do with money.

It's because my mom and dad are here.

So she decided that she would no longer do the job of counting money.

After all, in her memory, the only thing related to time travel was counting money.

Although I don't understand how counting money is a time-travel switch, it's better to be safe than sorry!

Jiang Zongzhen took the passbook and carefully counted the money three times for her, saying, "Four million five hundred thousand, no mistake."

Lin was delighted and began to study how to spend the money.

First, there's the auction of those state-owned stores. There are 32 stores in total to be auctioned, and Lin Ting plans to acquire at least one-third of them.

Secondly, there's the issue of setting up the factory: site selection, equipment, recruitment... Oh right, it would be best to change the name again, so that Aunt Qiong Yao won't ask her for copyright fees later.

Lin Ting was writing and drawing on the paper, and his hair was starting to swell.

Jiang Zong sat to the side watching her busy herself, unaware of what she was thinking.

Just then, my cell phone rang.

Lin Ting glanced at the time and answered the phone: "Hello."

"Hello, I am Feng Yue."

"Yes, Sister Yue."

Lin Ting knew that it was time for Feng Yue to call him to report the expenses.

Feng Yue calls her at this time every day to report on the day's sales figures, without fail.

Sometimes when she was busy and couldn't explain in detail, Feng Yue would wait for her to call back at the store, as if she wouldn't feel at ease unless she told Lin Ting how much money the store made that day and what goods they had stocked.

Lin heard about it several times, but she didn't change. She had to report it to Lin.

After Feng Yue finished her report as usual, she said, "Boss, I've encountered something strange these past two days... not just these past two days, it's been going on for about two weeks, but I didn't pay attention to it then."

Lin Ting's eyes brightened: "What's wrong?"

Feng Yue said, "There was a man who initially came to the store to borrow a phone because he said he had lost his wallet. Later, he came back to pay off his phone bill and even brought some fruit as a thank you gift. I took the money, but I didn't take the fruit."

“I thought that was the end of it. Later, when I went to Aunt Li’s factory to pick up the goods, I ran into him on the way. He said he wanted to treat me to a meal… I didn’t go, but I felt like he was following me, so I just bought some things and went back to the store. Aunt Li delivered the goods.”

"Then for the past two days, he's been loitering around the shop, smiling whenever he sees me. It's really creepy!"

Lin Ting was dumbfounded.

After pondering for a long time, she asked, "Is it possible that he wants to be in a relationship with you?"

Feng Yue was quite confident: "Impossible!"

Why...?

Lin felt that Feng Yue was great in every way, so why couldn't it be that the young man was interested in her?

“What could he possibly see in me?” Feng Yue asked with certainty. “He’s dressed quite well, and he said he’s a college student. How could someone like that possibly like me for no reason? I’m not that good-looking… Boss, is he after my money?”

Towards the end, Feng Yue's tone began to turn chilling.

Lin Ting remained silent.

Putting aside the fact that outsiders would never know that Feng Yue and Feng Pan are so low-key, just look at what she said—"Isn't she pretty?" She thinks Sister Yue is very pretty.

Lin Ting couldn't figure out for a moment whether Feng Yue was too insecure or for some other reason. After all, from her words, all she could tell was that the other person was someone who was well-versed in Qiong Yao's novels.

Lin Ting tapped his head, pondered for a moment, and said, "Then you should observe first. Close the shop earlier in the evenings recently, and don't wait until dark to avoid any mistakes."

She still doesn't have enough people here, and she's having trouble keeping up with some things.

Feng Yue said, "There's no problem with safety. Lately, I've been going out the back door and going straight home. I just feel... I can't quite put my finger on it, but it's not a good feeling."

"Don't overthink it. If he has ulterior motives, he'll show his true colors sooner or later. Be careful and pay attention to your safety. Call the police if you encounter any problems... In short, just make sure nothing happens to you."

"it is good!"

"Don't worry, I'll be back in about ten days."

"Ok!"

Lin Ting was still a little confused after hanging up the phone.

She couldn't say for sure whether it was because Feng Yue's peach blossoms had bloomed or for some other reason.

Actually, Feng Yue herself didn't know either. She just felt uneasy, so she wanted to talk to Lin Ting about it.

Neither of them expected that the other party's true colors would be revealed much faster than they had imagined.

The next day, Feng Yue went to open the shop as usual. While she was cleaning up, the man came again.

He brought fried dough sticks and soy milk, and asked Feng Yue with a smile, "Have you had breakfast?"

Feng Yue gripped the broom tightly and nodded: "I've already eaten."

She glanced unconsciously at the large iron padlock she had just removed, intending to lock the door and call the police should anything happen.

The other party seemed to have anticipated Feng Yue's refusal, but he didn't mind and asked, "Can we talk?"

Feng Yue initially wanted to say she was busy, but thinking about what Lin Ting had said yesterday, she felt she should test the other party's intentions, so she nodded: "Go ahead."

It's morning now, there are quite a few people on the road, and the nearby shops are all open, so it's still quite safe.

"I'd like to invite you to work at my family's factory." The man smiled gently. "You're not earning much as a shop assistant here, are you? I can offer you double your current salary."

Feng Yue: "...?"

She looked at the man with the eyes of someone looking at a lunatic, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, they weren't after her money.

"Three hundred yuan a month, how about that?" He was quite confident in this salary. "And you can still take regular days off, unlike your current boss who makes you work every day."

A salary of three hundred yuan is much more than what an ordinary worker earns.

If it were an ordinary shop assistant, they would definitely be tempted.

Feng Yue remained completely unmoved.

Not only because the price offered by this person was far less than what she was currently earning, but also because her boss was Lin Ting.

She gave her her first meal in Shenyang, and also gave her trust, respect, and consideration.

She couldn't possibly leave Lin Ting just because someone else offered her a higher salary.

Feng Yue stared at the other person for a while, then suddenly put down the broom.

She pointed to the threshold and said, "Step back a little."

Without thinking much, the man took half a step back.

Feng Yue suddenly raised her hand and slammed the door shut.

"Oh!"

The man felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, his nose sting, and then two streams of warm liquid flowed from his nostrils.