Fifty million a day, trapped in the county town, can't spend it all.

The car slowly came to a stop at the entrance of Zhang Yang's yard.

Hearing the sound of the car, everyone inside came out to see what was happening.

After Zhang Yang got out of the car, Xiao Li drove away in the GL8 with "For Business Reception" printed on it, and a rustling commotion arose in the courtyard.

Zhang Yang looked over upon hearing the sound and was speechless. Sure enough, the whole family had arrived, including all the aunts and uncles.

Smiling, Zhang Yang greeted everyone in turn, then pulled Zhang Jianming aside and asked:

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"What's going on? Your mom's planning to kill you. I let it slip when I got back, and I told her about you spending 450 million to buy the factory. You'd better think about how to explain this later. Sigh, when I first got back..."

As Zhang Jianming was describing the scene, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. Turning around, he saw Chen Xiuyun standing behind them, holding a kitchen knife in her right hand and a freshly killed chicken in her left.

"Uh... Mom." Zhang Yang scratched his head.

Chen Xiuyun glared at him fiercely, and Zhang Yang immediately shut up. Then, she gritted her teeth and cursed:

"You spendthrift brat, I think you have too much money to burn."

"Mom, don't be angry. This is a legitimate business. I originally planned to tell you after the official opening..." Zhang Yang explained.

Chen Xiuyun's tone softened immediately:

"Now that you've spent so much money, will you have enough to keep your factory running? If not, I'll give you some money from my family."

Zhang Yang's eyes were slightly red, his nose felt sore, and he gently hugged Chen Xiuyun.

"Thank you, Mom. Don't worry, I have plenty of money."

"Hey, get out of here, I just killed a chicken, I'm all dirty."

Zhang Yang couldn't help but laugh. He then told Chen Xiuyun to quickly put the chicken in the kitchen, saying he wanted to give her a gift.

Chen Xiuyun left with a puzzled look on her face.

"Dad, give me your bank account number," Zhang Yang said to Zhang Jianming after Chen Xiuyun left.

"Why do you need my bank card?"

"I'll transfer you some pocket money."

Zhang Jianming's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Really?"

"Wait a minute, let me look for the bank card I secretly opened."

Zhang Yang lowered his voice and asked, "Does Mom know you have a secret stash of money?"

Zhang Jianming glared at him: "What secret stash of money? Don't talk nonsense."

Soon Zhang Jianming brought out a bank card from a rural credit cooperative, and Zhang Yang took out his phone, pointed it at the account number, and transferred 500,000 yuan directly to his father.

Zhang Jianming received a text message from the bank on his phone. He stared at the screen for a long time: "One zero, two zeros, three zeros... Son, why are you transferring so much money to me?"

"Keep it and spend it slowly, okay?"

"Oh, thank you, son."

"What are you talking about?" Chen Xiuyun's voice suddenly rang out from behind, startling Zhang Jianming so much that he immediately stuffed his phone into his pocket.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, my son and I are just having a heart-to-heart talk."

Chen Xiuyun looked the two of them up and down with a suspicious gaze.

"What gift are you going to give me?"

Give me your bank account number.

Chen Xiuyun took out a photo of a bank card from her phone and handed it to Zhang Yang. After confirming the card number, Zhang Yang transferred one million yuan directly into the account.

"I've transferred one million to this card. You and my dad will each receive 500,000. Don't skimp on food and clothing from now on. Spend as much as you want. If you need more, just let me know."

Chen Xiuyun froze for a moment, her hand unconsciously gripping her apron tighter, and exclaimed:

"How much did you say?"

Zhang Yang smiled but remained silent.

Chen Xiuyun sighed: "We don't need that much money. You keep it for yourself."

"Mom," Zhang Yang said, pretending to be angry, "this is a small token of my appreciation. Once my factory is up and running, I'll be very busy. You two should take this money and travel around to see the beautiful landscapes of our country."

"Oh!" Chen Xiuyun wiped away her tears. "Thank you, son."

"There's still 500,000 of mine in there," Zhang Jianming interjected inappropriately.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiuyun reached out and grabbed Zhang Jianming's ear, "I work hard every day, cooking for you, washing your clothes, and buying all your clothes. Why would you need money?"

Zhang Yang smiled when he saw his parents bickering.

Perhaps this is one of the benefits of having money.

"By the way, I don't know much about my son's factory business, but please don't spend money recklessly, okay? It's not easy to make money these days. I'll save the money you give me. Just let me know if you need it."

"Just spend what I give you, don't be stingy, I have money."

Chen Xiuyun sighed and turned to go to the kitchen to cook.

Zhang Yang took out a cigarette and offered one to Zhang Jianming. The father and son stood in the middle of the yard and smoked.

A conversation could be heard coming from the main room.

"Oh dear, Zhang Yang insists on transferring one million yuan to me and his dad, saying it's for a trip. This kid won't listen to reason..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang and Zhang Jianming exchanged a glance, smiled slightly, and continued smoking.

There were four round tables at Zhang Yang's house during the meal.

All the relatives gathered around to congratulate Zhang Yang on opening a factory and becoming a boss.

Zhang Yang then remembered that there was a custom in his hometown where relatives would be invited to a meal when there was a big event in the family. As for why, he didn't know.

After the meal, some relatives who lived far away left early, while the others who lived nearby got together to play mahjong.

Zhang Yang sat in the courtyard, enjoying the evening breeze, when his uncle Chen Zhihan came over and offered him a cigarette.

"Yang boy, when are you planning to open your factory?"

"It should still take a while. We just got the business license today. Next, we need to hire people and buy materials and equipment."

Chen Zhihan stammered for a while before Zhang Yang finally spoke up, "Uncle, is something the matter?"

"Sigh," Chen Zhihan sighed, "It's still about your cousin Chen Rou. Didn't she resign and come back a month ago? But she couldn't find a suitable job in the county. I was thinking, now that you've opened a factory, let her work for you. Just pay her a small salary."

"Oh, this... I think she graduated from a finance and economics university, right?"

"Yes, I graduated from the University of Finance and Economics."

"Graduates from the University of Finance and Economics should be able to find jobs easily in the city or province, right? Why would she think of coming back? The salary level in the county town must be low, no wonder she can't find a suitable job."

"I didn't ask in detail, but I think she might have been unhappy at her previous company."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang seemed to be deep in thought.

Chen Rou knew very well that she was an excellent student from a young age, a graduate of the University of Finance and Economics, and a capable young woman. He figured that her sudden resignation and return to the county town must be because the pressure at the big company was too great.

"Sure, I happen to need an accountant for my company. How about I talk to her about her thoughts?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhihan smiled broadly and said, "That's great! But just treat her like a normal employee. If you think she's not doing a good job, you can fire her directly."

"Uncle, what are you saying?"

"Yang boy, public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters."

"Okay, I got it. I'll go talk to her. Is she home?"

"I'm here."

"Hey, you don't even come to eat, are you shy?"

"Sigh," Chen Zhihan shook his head, "She's probably just looking for a job and her confidence has been hurt. Let her process it on her own."

Zhang Yang waved his hand: "That won't do. Caring about the physical and mental health of employees is also a boss's responsibility."

After saying that, Zhang Yang turned and walked towards Chen Rou's house.

Chen Rou's house is only a four or five-minute walk from Zhang Yang's house, just two turns away.

"Rou-meizi?"

To get closer to Chen Rou, Zhang Yang deliberately called her by her childhood nickname.

Who is it?

Chen Rou's melodious voice came from inside the room, and then the door was opened, and Chen Rou peeked out to take a look.

"Hey, what brings you here?"

Chen Rou stepped aside to let Zhang Yang into the house.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, and I've missed you terribly. I came to visit you today after learning that my cousin is home."

"Get lost, speak like a human being."

Zhang Yang smiled. "I heard you resigned?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Rou's expression darkened, and she nodded.

"Why did you decide to resign?" Zhang Yang asked.

"That company doesn't treat people like human beings. The company is not doing well, and the boss actually takes on bookkeeping and tax services outside. Who can stand that? I'm paid one salary but have to do the work of ten or more companies."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang clicked his tongue and said, "Your boss is a real talent."

Chen Rou snorted.

"Alright, let's get down to business. I heard you were looking for a job in the county, but didn't find anything suitable?"

Chen Rou sighed, "Yes, the wages offered in the county are too low. They don't even look at my work experience or education. All they need is someone who can do the accounting, which a college graduate with an accounting degree can do."

Zhang Yang nodded. This was normal. Small companies usually don't have that many financial matters to handle; they only need to do simple accounting. Since others don't need Chen Rou's skills, they certainly can't offer her a high salary.

"I've started a company, are you interested in joining? I happen to need a CFO."

Chen Rou: "??? CFO? How big is your company? What's the main business entity?"

"An investment company," Zhang Yang replied.

"You're opening an investment company in the county? Are you serious?"

"Of course, that's why I came to ask you, what price would it take to hire a top student like you from the University of Finance and Economics?" Zhang Yang smirked.

Chen Rou frowned, carefully observing Zhang Yang to make sure he wasn't joking. After thinking for a moment, she said, "If you're really not joking, my expected salary is ten thousand. If you can offer that, I'll work for you."

Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head.

Chen Rou's expectant expression instantly dimmed.

So it's true that you can't find a decent-paying job in a county town.

Just as she forced a smile and was about to say that everything was fine, Zhang Yang spoke up:

"I'll give you 30,000 a month, start work tomorrow, any problems?"

"How much...?"

Chen Rou's phone fell to the ground with a thud. She didn't even pick it up immediately, staring at Zhang Yang in disbelief and exclaiming:

"Thirty thousand?"

Zhang Yang nodded and handed over the photo of the business license he had taken on his phone.

"The business license was just issued this afternoon. Tomorrow you'll need to plan and purchase the equipment for the factory. My 30,000 yuan isn't easy to come by; you'll be very tired."

Chen Rou took the license and examined it carefully, confirming that it was genuine. Then she looked at Zhang Yang again: "Wait, why are there two companies?"

"The investment company is the parent company, and the tea factory is the subsidiary."

"Mr. Zhang, you're awesome! Don't worry, with such a high salary, I'd be willing to sleep in the office every day."

Zhang Yang stood up with a smile, took out his phone and transferred 30,000 yuan to Chen Rou. "Okay, then it'll be hard on you, Director Chen, starting tomorrow."

Chen Rou stared blankly at the money Zhang Yang had transferred to her on WeChat, stammering, "Brother, oh no, Mr. Zhang, this is...?"

"I'm giving you an advance on your salary. Go buy yourself an outfit befitting a CFO. Oh, and by the way, do you have a car for your errands tomorrow?"

Chen Rou shook her head. "No, I was planning to buy a car this year, but... sigh."

"It's okay, I'll call a private car for you tomorrow, that will be more convenient."

After saying that, Zhang Yang turned and left.

"You need to do your own research and purchase all the equipment the tea factory needs."

After Zhang Yang left, Chen Rou stared at the money on her phone for a long while.

So that's 30,000 yuan already?

She pinched the back of her hand and jolted in pain.

It hurts so much, I'm not dreaming...

Did you find a high-paying job in the county town that pays 30,000 yuan a month?

And when did my cousin become so powerful? He even owns a company? Wasn't he just a supermarket owner?

After returning home, Zhang Yang took out his phone, organized the photos of the business license and the factory area, and posted them on his WeChat Moments:

"Muxian Dawn Investment Company and Muxian Fenfang Tea Company are recruiting talents. We are currently looking for various types of personnel. The salary and benefits are higher than the industry average. Specific salary and benefits are negotiable."

After posting, Zhang Yang continued to lie on the deck chair in the yard, enjoying the breeze.

Ta-da!

When the WeChat notification sounded, Zhang Yang picked it up and saw a message from someone with a cartoon profile picture and the contact name "Class Beauty":

"Extroverted?"

Zhang Yang stared at the cartoon avatar, stunned for a moment.

The class beauty? What does she want with me?