If he could live in another era, would he also grow up to be the high-spirited young man in the TV series? Wait...

Another era?

Another peaceful era without plague, war, or famine...

Song Tingwan's eyes lit up and he sat up from the bed.

She has a solution!

In the next few days, Xiao Yunze came to the pharmacy every night to deliver goods, and brought some rice cakes from time to time.

Every time it was twelve o'clock in the morning, Song Tingwan would be urged by him to go upstairs to sleep.

But she had been staying up too long recently, and her biological clock was completely messed up, so she couldn't fall asleep at that time.

So Song Tingwan used that time in the evenings these past few days to collect some knowledge about agricultural production on the Internet. He recorded all the agricultural tools that could be used in Daqing, the sowing and irrigation methods, and even the fertilizers that could promote seedling growth and improve quality, and made a PPT.

After a while, we can start preparing to transform Fengxian County.

Song Tingwan thought so and felt a little excited.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. If this succeeds, the people of Feng County will no longer have to fear famine.

Thursday came quickly. Song Tingwan got up early, washed up, and put on some light makeup. She made her eyebrows a little more curved and curled her hair into a bun.

After putting on makeup, she went to the wardrobe and picked out a retro red V-neck shirt, paired it with dark jeans, and finally carried a maroon underarm bag.

Song Tingwan looked at herself in the full-length mirror, then went out in a happy mood. She first found a restaurant and ordered a bowl of crispy pork rice noodles.

After eating the rice noodles, I went straight to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

She applied for a business license last Friday and was scheduled to pick it up on Tuesday. However, on Monday, she received a text message from the Industry and Commerce Bureau saying that it could not be processed on Tuesday and asked her to pick it up on Thursday.

Song Tingwan didn't care too much. Two days wouldn't delay anything anyway.

There were still a lot of people at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau today, and she had to wait in line for a long time before she got her business license.

Looking at the words "Sifang City Dream Building Co., Ltd." behind the name on the business license, Song Tingwan smiled with her eyes curved.

Then she moved to several places.

First I went to the bank to open a corporate account, and then went to the tax bureau to register for taxes.

The last place is the warehouse of Sifang City Dream Building Co., Ltd. It is also the company address listed on the business license.

She had arranged to meet a few people at the warehouse today and arrived early. If nothing went wrong, these people would become the first employees of her company.

I happened to buy a set of tables and chairs two days ago and put them in the warehouse, and they came in handy today.

It didn't take long before people came over one after another.

"Boss Song."

"Hello, Boss Song."

Song Tingwan stood up and asked them to sit down with a smile.

She had asked Lu Zhou to find these people. They were very tight-lipped, honest people who didn't play dirty, and they all had their own trucks, which perfectly met her requirements.

"Hello everyone, please take a seat." Song Tingwan had no experience in interviewing others, so she got straight to the point. "To save time, let's be brief."

"Our company has a charity project to support impoverished mountainous areas. Your job is to deliver the charity supplies to the designated areas."

"The company will pay for the fuel and also reimburse the food and lodging during transportation. You just need to ensure the supplies are delivered safely to their destination."

Song Tingwan took out a contract and handed it over, "If you have no objection, you can take a look at the contract."

A man with a flat head and black-framed glasses took the contract, opened it and looked at it with everyone.

After a while, there were cries of surprise and doubt at the scene.

"Hey, Boss Song, is there an extra zero in this salary?"

"Is there a typo in the contract? This salary doesn't make sense."

"No, if you put an extra zero, then the actual salary is also outrageous! When have we ever made 3,000 yuan a month as truck drivers?"

The man with the flat head also looked at her in disbelief.

Song Tingwan smiled, "That's right. The monthly salary is 30,000 yuan per person. The company covers the fuel costs, food and accommodation after arriving at the destination, and the six insurances and one fund are paid on time. Salaries are paid on time on the 7th of every month."

"But," Song Tingwan glanced at everyone present and changed the subject, "Everyone has to sign a confidentiality agreement. Internal company secrets must not be disclosed to anyone, including your family."

Seeing that they all frowned and looked worried, Song Tingwan reassured them, "First, the company is a legitimate one and will not do anything illegal. Second, I guarantee that your work will not violate the law. This is all written in the contract. If the company breaches the contract, it will compensate you for the liquidated damages."

"Signing a confidentiality agreement is only to protect the company's rights and interests. If you breach the agreement, you will still have to pay liquidated damages."

Everyone was silent for a moment, as if they were thinking. Soon, the man with the flat head spoke first: "Boss Song, I'll take this job!"

"Wait a minute!" a thin man said, "You've decided so quickly? The penalty is half a million! A sky-high penalty! Paying it will bankrupt everyone!"

The flat-headed man was fearless. "It's just that we need to strictly keep the company secrets. You have the mouth on your body, so if you don't tell me, why do you need to pay the 500,000 yuan? Boss Song, do you have a pen? I'll sign it!"

A square-faced man who looked honest and simple also agreed: "I'll sign it too! Thirty thousand yuan a month, where can I find a job like this? If my wife knew about this, she would be so happy that she would make bone soup for me!"

The square-faced man's words made everyone present laugh. They all proposed to sign the contract and discussed how their families would react when they knew that they had found such a high-paying job.

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In the evening, Song Tingwan ordered a plate of seafood and waited quietly for Xiao Yunze to come.

If we ship some more goods today, all the stock in the warehouse will be shipped out.

It was originally agreed that Xiao Yunze would come over around eight o'clock in the evening, but Song Tingwan waited from eight to ten o'clock, but he did not show up.

Xiao Yunze has always been very punctual, so he might have been delayed by something.

Thinking of this, Song Tingwan, whose stomach was already rumbling with hunger, shared some of the seafood in sauce and left most of the rest to Xiao Yunze.

He is a man, a heroic god of war who conquered three cities in history. His appetite should be bigger than hers.

Time passes by every second.

Song Tingwan finished her portion of seafood, cleaned up the garbage, and opened her tablet to watch half an episode of a Qing Dynasty drama. Xiao Yunze still didn't show up.

Just when she was worried that something had happened, Xiao Yunze arrived late, looking very tired.

Song Tingwan hurriedly stood up and asked, "What happened?"

Xiao Yunze saw the concern in Song Tingwan's eyes clearly, and smiled. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a woman's heartbreaking cry from inside the room:

"Give me back my son!"