d, Fu Mochen's face turned grim as he looked at Lin Jiran.He still gripped her wrist tightly, ignoring her small, lamb-like resistance. He strode into the room with his long legs and slammed the door...In the beginning, Zhou Ling'er was still in contact with her sister. Her sister would tell her about the closed training period for her work, mentioning that she wouldn't be allowed to have her phone and might be out of touch for a while. She asked her sister not to worry if they couldn't contact each other during that time.

Zhou Ling'er also asked what this job was.

My little sister always uses the excuse of having signed a contract, saying it's confidential and she can't tell him what it is.

I just told him this job can make money. When he does well, I'll take Zhou Ling'er with me to work later. After a few years of hard work, we can open our own store and not be wage earners anymore.

The two of them had a dream since childhood of opening their own store, a small one selling all sorts of odds and ends.

When they were young, they especially envied children who had parents who owned businesses, wanting to eat and drink whatever they wanted without having to spend money.

Although they didn't earn much at the time, they would all pool a portion of their earnings together and make plans for opening a shop in the future.

If a job pays enough for one month to cover an entire year's salary, in a few years they will be able to afford the shop of their dreams.the first time." Lin Jinyan was made flustered by Fu Mochen's gaze, always feeling there was something more behind his words.She couldn't figure out what he wanted to say.However, it can be certain th...