She, Liu Nian, has lived for thousands of years, completing one task after another, transmigrating into various books. This time, the book she transmigrated into gives her the most headaches.
"Have the flowers been returned?"
"It was returned, but because it had been on the highway, many petals were damaged, so I decided to lower the price and sell it all." The shop assistant said, still a little worried that Liu Nian would be angry.
The year passed peacefully; he simply nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Your salary will be doubled this month."
Upon hearing this, the shop assistant was stunned for a moment before excitedly exclaiming "Ah!"
Liu Nian tapped her forehead with the tip of his pen and repeated, "Your salary will be doubled this month."
The shop assistant immediately fawned over Liu Nian, giving him a shoulder massage: "Thank you, boss, you're so kind."
Liu Nian's flower shop pays each employee a monthly salary of 8,000 yuan. With her own commission, each employee earns 12,000 to 13,000 yuan a month. Liu Nian said that if she doubled that, the salary would be 16,000 yuan. With her own commission, the total income would be close to 20,000 yuan. It would be hard for her not to be happy.
Liu Nian found her somewhat amusing, but didn't say anything more.
At this moment, the shop assistant asked her curiously, "Boss, why do you always come fully armed?"
Liu Nian paused, glanced at the shop entrance, and noticed that there weren't many people buying flowers that morning. She put down her ledger, took off her mask, and let the shop assistant see her face.
A face without makeup amazed the shop assistant, who was so stunned that she forgot to close her mouth and stared at Liu Nian with wide eyes.
After a long while, when Liu Nian had finished calculating the accounts, the shop assistant finally came to her senses, grabbed Liu Nian's arm excitedly, and stammered out her words.
"Boss... I... I... I'm so excited..." she said, gripping Liu Nian's hand tightly.
Liu Nian gently patted her forehead with his other hand: "What's the rush? Don't tell me you're a fan of mine too."
"Boss, I'm your fan! Can I ask for your autograph?" she said, pulling a card out of her pocket.
Liu Nian glanced at him, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, "You're probably a fake fan!"
Holding up a card with an image of Mother of Ultra and asking her to sign it? This girl must have bad eyesight; does she think she looks like Mother of Ultra? She's probably watched too much Ultraman!
Upon hearing this, the shop assistant panicked: "Boss, I'm really your fan, I... Mother of Ultra is my light, boss."
"Your light!" As if amused by her words, Liu Nian took the card from her hand, picked up a brush and quickly wrote the two artistic characters "Liu Nian" on it.
"Alright, now your light shines even brighter."
The shop assistant was all smiles, holding the card with obvious delight.
Seeing that it was almost time, Liu Nian gave a few instructions to the shop assistant and then left.
Meanwhile, the shop assistant was excitedly clutching the card to his chest, looking as if he had won the world.
Liu Nian also visited several flower shops in other cities. After a busy period, it was almost afternoon.
She had used up a lot of energy, so she went back to her place in Kyoto, took a bath, and then lay down to rest.
In order not to miss picking up Su Ke from school, she specially set an alarm clock and told Huang Qi that she would pick up Su Ke and that she didn't need to. Only then did she feel at ease and close her eyes to sleep.
She thought she would sleep soundly, but the system kept waking her up shortly after she fell asleep.
System 025: "Host, host."
Liu Nian was so angry she wanted to tear it apart: "If you don't have something really important to say, then don't make a fuss."
System 025: "Host, this is about the mission; the plot needs to be completed as soon as possible!"
Liu Nian: "What's the plot?"