After being disturbed twice, Zhang Hongmei lost interest in continuing and simply quit.

He pulled out Zhang Shouyi's letter, and this time there were also lamb skewers that Zhang had brought for him. They were still hot, but he couldn't take them out to eat because the smell was too strong.

The letter described how busy he had been lately. Zhang Hongmei was genuinely happy for him after reading it. He was one step closer to his goal.

Zhang Hongmei's reply was simply congratulations, followed by an explanation that she had been forced into labor that day to collect debts for Zhao Tiancheng.

I wonder if everyone down below has gone back yet. There's really no other way; I still have to keep an eye on them.

Dong Yuping went downstairs and found Kong Yushun directly, telling him about Zhang Hongmei's suggestion.

Kong Yushun seemed to be deep in thought. It wasn't that he looked down on small vendors, but rather that he was reconsidering the feasibility of the matter.

"How about we all work together? Listen to me, five of us will stay and steam the buns, and the other five will sell them. That way, our costs will be much lower, and we won't have to do any manual labor."

"Fine, I just don't want to have anything to do with Jiang Mingyan and the other woman."

"Hehe, you're thinking too simply. We came together, how could we not have any interaction? You're already working, how can you still be so naive?"

"Alright, let's go inside and discuss it with everyone!"

The two returned to the living room, and Kong Yushun first asked Zhao Tiancheng if their absence would affect his factory.

"Hehe, it's okay. It's always the factory workers who do it every year. What? You want to back out?"

"No, Mr. Zhao, we just saw that the three of them were making a lot of profit selling steamed buns today, and it wasn't tiring at all, so I thought we ten people would split into two groups. One group would steam the buns, and the other group would be responsible for selling them. This way, we can also get some experience in society."

"Hmm, not bad. That's a good way of thinking. Don't worry about me, I'll take care of everything. It's good for you young people to go out and explore on your own."

"Hehe, thank you, Mr. Zhao. That's what I was thinking too. But we'll have to trouble you again, as we don't know where to rent a place."

"I think you should rent a place near a shopping mall. You can sell steamed buns on holidays and weekends, as long as it doesn't interfere with your studies. But that would mean you'd have to rent a place long-term."

“You’re absolutely right. What do you all think?” Kong Yushun asked them.

The remaining eight people naturally had no objections; it was certainly more comfortable than doing manual labor. Jiang Mingyan and her companion also breathed a sigh of relief, as they hadn't been abandoned.

"Mr. Zhao, could you please ask around near the mall if there are any vacant rooms? We just need a room with a usable kitchen. Also, how much is the rent?"

"Okay, I'll call George and ask. You guys wait a bit."

Zhao Tiancheng picked up the phone and skillfully dialed his old friend's number.

The ten people waited on the side. Zhao Tiancheng put down the phone and said, "My friend said there's a courtyard with five rooms a five-minute walk from the mall. It's quite clean, but the rent is a bit expensive, fifty yuan per room. If you're interested, go take a look tomorrow morning. I'll give you the address."

Fifty yuan a month isn't cheap, but there are many of them, so each person only has to pay five yuan a month, which they can still afford.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao. Please give us the address, and we'll go take a look tomorrow."

The ten people left with the address given to them by Zhao Tiancheng.

Cheng Guangxu breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally, I don't have to listen to their nagging anymore. I pray that they will succeed and make money."

Everyone in the living room laughed. Yes, they really hoped they would succeed.

The three of them went back to their rooms. There were still programs to develop; if it weren't for wanting to keep them company, they would have gone to study them long ago.

Zhang Hongmei went downstairs and saw that only Shen Yunfang was cleaning in the living room. She felt that Shen Yunfang was working very hard and wondered if Zhao Tiancheng had found anyone.

After drinking a cup of hot milk, I went upstairs to my room. I had to sort out Zhao Tiancheng's account books today.

The next morning at the breakfast table, Zhang Hongmei handed over the account books she had compiled from the year before last and the year before last to Zhao Tiancheng.

"Uncle Zhao, I've finished organizing all the account books. I'll have them load them onto your car in a bit."

"Thank you so much, Hongmei, you've saved me a whole week."

"Hehe, don't be so polite. Uncle Zhao, haven't you found a cleaner yet?"

"Hmm, the last one didn't look very clean. Let's keep looking. If we can't find anyone else, we'll give Ms. Shen double her salary."

"Alright. You can arrange it as you see fit. I'm going to the company with Senior Miao and the other girl today. I won't be back for lunch."

After explaining everything, the three of them went out and took the bus.

Zhang Hongmei spent the day at the company, attending classes with them, and found Mr. James to be very experienced.

When I got home in the evening, those ten people were there too. They were making dumplings today. Many hands make light work, and we finished dinner before eight o'clock.

Zhang Hongmei was happy to see the ten of them so excited.

After seeing them off after the meal, Cheng Guangxu pulled Zhang Hongmei to his room. "Hongmei, I've created a statistical program. Take a look, I've run it."

"Oh? What kind of statistics?"

"This time, we're doing statistics on student grades."

The two sat in front of the computer and verified the steps one by one.

"Cheng Guangxu, you have too much stuff on your C drive. Why aren't you using your A drive?"

"I didn't notice, I'll handle it next time."

Half an hour later, Zhang Hongmei finished reading Cheng Guangxu's program design.

"You can save it on drive A and give it to Wyattroy when you meet him. I don't think he'll treat you badly."

"I just feel that my design is not widely applicable."

"You can just keep improving it, can't you?"

"Okay, I understand."

"Keep up the good work! Someone will come to pick up the computers tomorrow. You can rest and assemble them; don't push yourselves so hard."

"It's okay, we can assemble one in as little as one hour and forty minutes now."

"That's really impressive. Okay, you can continue on your own. I need to go back and rest."

Cheng Guangxu received Zhang Hongmei's approval, which fueled his even greater enthusiasm.

The other two haven't produced any results yet, but they seem to be doing fine.

Back at my room, I took a shower and went to bed, wanting to sleep. It had been such a tough day. I won't go tomorrow; I'll stay home and work on the inventory and outbound software. It shouldn't be too difficult, right?

When I woke up, I felt a bit hungry. I took out the lamb skewers Zhang Shouyi had given me. They were glistening with oil, sprinkled with cumin and chili powder. They tasted incredibly satisfying.

Before long, I had eaten all five skewers I had prepared, and I felt that they would be even more perfect with a Coke.

And believe it or not, they actually have Coke here now, as well as fried chicken legs and hamburgers. I'll talk to him about domestic distribution sometime.