Chapter 13 Big Order: What Kind of Chosen Working People?

A few days later.

That morning, an SUV with an unfamiliar license plate drove into Ning Jia's residential area. Several unfamiliar young people got out of the car, and soon after, the security guard and property management staff arrived.

After exchanging greetings, the young men took out several long poles with nets from their car and began to wander around the neighborhood, searching for stray cats.

"Hey, there are some kittens here! But they're hiding inside and won't come out, so I can't catch them."

"It's alright, I'll lure them out."

One of them skillfully pulled out a handful of cat treats and threw them at the entrance to the secret passage, which indeed attracted two snow-white kittens.

One of the kittens was less wary and got greedy when it saw the cat treat. It jumped up and licked it, but before it could even take a few bites, a large net came down from the sky and caught it.

"Haha, finally caught one!"

His companion, holding up a camera and taking pictures, said, "Don't get too cocky, the other one is the real troublemaker."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the other little white cat that was about to come out realized something was wrong and quickly retreated back to its hiding place in the secret passage. After that, no matter how much he tried to lure it out, it refused to come out.

"Let's just wait. Now all we can do is wait."

These people were quite patient, after all, they were "professional" cat catchers and had seen far more difficult situations than this.

The security guard and property management staff watched in amazement.

"I saw you catching kittens in the videos before, and you caught them so easily. I thought it was so easy. I didn't know it was so hard in reality!"

"When shooting videos, you can't always shoot the failed scenes. Compared to this boring waiting, netizens still prefer to see the moment when the cat is caught."

The young man carrying the net was probably the most experienced. He patted his chest and assured me, "There are indeed quite a few stray cats in your neighborhood. If I were to take them all, it would probably take a whole day to catch them. But don't worry, not a single cat can escape my grasp."

The property management company said, "We are really grateful to you. The problem of stray cats in the community is really difficult to deal with. We have tried a lot, but we just can't solve it."

The man smiled understandingly, "There are too many stray cats now, some are wild, and some have been abandoned. They're multiplying in the wild, causing a lot of problems. After we take these cats in, we'll vaccinate and spay/neuter each one..."

These young people are volunteers for a local animal rescue organization that has taken in many stray cats. After spaying or neutering the cats, they also organize adoption events to find suitable new homes for them, and they have become quite well-known online.

Ning Jia happened to see their cat-catching videos online that day, and after searching for related information, she found that the organization had a pretty good reputation, so she recommended it to the community property management.

Since it was a free cat-catching service, there was nothing more to say. The property management also thought it was feasible and immediately contacted the other party.

After a busy day, the volunteers left with all sorts of cats, both big and small.

A week later, these cats appeared at a new round of adoption events. The gray cat that had fought with He Meng in the small garden also appeared. Because the cat was so proud, it was quickly adopted.

The stray cat problem has been successfully resolved, the little people have regained their former vitality, and a new batch of refreshing sachets has been successfully produced.

Ning Jia originally thought that the energy packs wouldn't sell as well as the sleep aid packs, since sleep is her own responsibility and work is the company's responsibility; she could be sleepy at work, but she couldn't afford to have a bad night's sleep.

But—Ning Jia looked at her middle-aged colleague, who had taken all the stock, with a sense of unease, and said tactfully:

"Sister Zhang, although this sachet is harmless to the body, using it too much can make it hard to fall asleep..."

Sister Zhang was taken aback when she heard this, then laughed, "You've misunderstood, this sachet isn't for me."

“My daughter is a senior in high school this year. She has a tight study schedule and can only sleep a few hours a day. She is always tired. She used to use coffee, tea, and medicated oil to stay awake, but it stopped working after a while. Recently, she has started chewing coffee beans.”

"My child works so hard, it really breaks my heart as a parent. I happened to see you selling energy-boosting sachets, so I got one for her to try. I didn't expect it to work so well. Now my daughter keeps a sachet on her desk and smells it every now and then. She's much more alert when she's doing her homework!"

“My daughter likes it, and her classmates saw it and all wanted it, so they asked me to buy it for them.”

He then joked, "Ning Jia, don't worry, they were all requested by my daughter's classmates. They're charged the full price; I didn't take a single penny."

Ning Jia smiled and shook her head, "With your character, I have no reason to worry about that."

Besides, even if the other party really does sell it to someone else to make a profit, there's nothing she can do to stop it, so there's no point in worrying about it.

However, she couldn't help but remind you, "Although this sachet is useful, try not to become dependent on it. After all, you shouldn't be able to bring this into the exam hall, right?"

"It's alright," said Sister Zhang, who is a parent of a senior high school student and had already considered these issues. "They will basically be studying on their own for one or two months before the college entrance examination. I will let my child sleep more every day to make sure they are well-rested."

Ning Jia nodded. "Then there's no problem."

She suddenly remembered that the college entrance examination is usually held in early June, which means there are less than two months left. In other words, her target customers, these senior high school students, will only have about a month to use the sachets.

Alas, this fantastic business opportunity that fell from the sky turned out to be time-limited. Ning Jia couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

But when Sister Zhang brought her another big order the next day, she started to worry again:

Can the little people handle producing so many sachets all at once?

This time, she can't be a heartless capitalist again.

That evening, Ning Jia told Cang Lan about her plan to cancel the order, but Cang Lan unexpectedly said, "There are still many devil grasses left from last time, so there should be enough time."

He Meng chimed in, "These days everyone's been busy fighting with stray cats, while the others are stuck at home, they're so bored. Now that they can make sachets again, they're all really motivated."

Ning Jia couldn't believe it: ...What kind of chosen working person is this?!

However, you weren't this enthusiastic when you were making sleep-aid sachets before.

Bai Su, standing to the side, revealed the answer: "Our clan is extremely sensitive to the smell of Devil's Grass. Everyone wants to make more sachets to use up the Devil's Grass as soon as possible, otherwise smelling it every day is too irritating."

There was something she didn't say in front of Canglan.

With so much rare Devil's Grass in his possession, Cang Lan's passion for medicine was ignited. Many of his people had already been forced to become test subjects, and the experience was truly despairing.

In order to stop suffering, everyone worked hard to make sachets, hoping to get rid of this thing as soon as possible.

Ning Jia was delighted with this and made a fortune from selling refreshing sachets.

"We sold a total of 314 energy packs in the past few days, at 40 yuan each, for a total of 12,560 yuan. Based on a 30/70 split, that means 8,792 yuan needs to be transferred to the Little People's account..."

On a weekend morning, Ning Jia couldn't sleep again, so she simply got up and started doing the accounts.

Even close sisters should keep their accounts separate. Now that we've officially partnered with the little people in business, it's better to keep the money separate.

So Ning Jia put one of her unused bank cards to use as a special account for the little people. The little people's income and expenses were all handled through this card.

Currently, thanks to the tireless efforts of the little people and her careful budgeting, she has nearly 15,000 in savings in her account, which is truly gratifying.

Since starting to make sachets, Ningjia's income has increased by nearly 10,000 yuan, which is much more lucrative and easier than when she was writing articles for others in her spare time. This feeling of making money without much effort is damn sweet.

After reviewing her recent income and expenses, Ning Jia thought for a moment, then opened WeChat, opened one of the chat interfaces, and transferred 6,000 yuan.

Ning Jia had just transferred the money when the other party called her with a notification sound. She hesitated for a moment, but answered anyway.

The first thing the other person asked was:

"Jiajia, why did you transfer money so early this month? Do you have enough money?"

"It's alright," Ning Jia said casually. "I did some side hustles with a friend this month and earned some extra money, so I'm quite well-off."

There was a moment of silence on the other end. "Actually, there's still some money left over from last month, so you don't need to transfer money every month."

How could there be any left? Ning Jia didn't say anything, but her face was full of disbelief.

Imported drugs are not covered by medical insurance, and one box costs more than 1,000 yuan. 6,000 yuan is only enough for four boxes, which is about a month's supply. She had calculated all of this.

“You can rest at home and don’t worry about money. I really have money.” Ning Jia emphasized to the other party, “If you still don’t believe me, I’ll show you a screenshot of my bank account right now.”

The other person paused for a moment, then said, "No need, I was just asking."

"Be careful out there, don't overwork yourself. Make yourself some meat, don't be too frugal..." A woman's voice, tinged with local dialect, rambled on. Ning Jia listened attentively, nodding repeatedly, showing no impatience whatsoever.

"Oh, by the way, I made some zongzi for you. The express delivery should arrive tomorrow. Remember to cook them and eat them."

"It's not Dragon Boat Festival yet, why are you making zongzi?" Ning Jia frowned and raised her voice, "I've told you not to do these things anymore, what if you tire yourself out?"

The voice on the other end lowered a little, with a hint of guilt in it, "I know what I'm doing, it's just wrapping some zongzi, it won't be too tiring."

She then argued, "Besides, who says you can only eat zongzi on Dragon Boat Festival? If you like it, you can eat it every day."

Ning Jia sighed and rubbed her forehead, "That's not the point, okay? It's that you shouldn't overwork yourself. Your body can't be overworked at all right now..."

"Okay, okay, don't overwork yourself at work."

...

After hanging up the phone call, Ning Jia sighed, feeling a bit overwhelmed, and then quickly spat out the large bag of zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) that was already in the package.

"Why are you sighing like that? Don't sigh away my good fortune."

Compared to the hardships of those days, life is much better now. As long as I keep working hard to make money, I will eventually live the life I want.

Thinking about making money, Ning Jia suddenly smiled mischievously:

These days, thanks to the little people's enthusiastic work, all the devil's grass stored in the small garden has been used up, and everyone is very happy.

However, the little people seemed to have forgotten about her existence as a raw material supplier...

Yes, that's right. This weekend, she's taking Canglan and the others to the park to look for devil's grass again, lalala.

Thinking about the little people's reaction to yet another batch of devil's grass, Ning Jia felt a little sorry for them. Maybe this time... she should make some extra treats to reward them.