A young man from another world returned to his hometown.

Chapter 10 Occupational Hazards of Professional Accountants

That afternoon, Lin Jiayao made three phone calls to contact the interior design team.

After finishing everything, I breathed a sigh of relief, and a long-lost sense of professionalism returned.

He turned around and found Lin Yan sitting in the yard, basking in the sun.

"Yanzai."

"Brother Jiayao".

"I've contacted teams in several provincial capitals. I'll take care of the interior design, so don't worry."

Lin Yan blinked.

"Okay, thanks bro."

"By the way, tell me the project's financial accounts so I can handle the bookkeeping and avoid future chaos."

Lin Yan simply pulled a bank card out of his pocket and handed it over.

"Okay, you can take this and use it. Let me know if you need more."

Lin Jiayao checked the binding, and then he froze on the spot.

The long string of zeros on the screen.

Throughout his career, Lin Jiayao has reviewed accounts totaling at least tens of billions of dollars. Those numbers are nothing more than strings of symbols in his mind, no longer evoking any emotional ripples.

However, this is a family member's account.

Lin Jiayao slowly put his phone down.

He suddenly felt a little soreness in his eyes.

For the sake of his hometown, he's alone, far from home...

Lin Yan's lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but then he looked at his cousin's expression.

After thinking about it, I decided not to say anything.

"Yeah, thanks for your hard work, bro."

at the same time.

Lin Jiaqing was also troubled, torn between job opportunities and the fear of ruining her relatives' careers.

Someone edited the segment of the live stream with the host into multiple parts.

When Lin Jiaqing saw it, the video comments were even more lively than the live stream itself.

She sighed, locked her phone, and acknowledged that while the netizens' comments were harsh, they were also true.

Rural incomes and prices are still too low.

……

On the day the refrigeration equipment arrived, Sir looked particularly solemn.

Opening a business is definitely not a simple matter.

First, there's the evidence in "How XX Was Made": whenever a powerful organization opens for business, rival gangs will inevitably come to disrupt it.

There's also evidence in "The Counterfeit XX": whenever the female protagonist opens a store, the opening day is always the biggest turning point in the entire book.

Combine this with their experience in the other world when they first opened a shipping route in the North.

There is only one conclusion! Opening for business is tantamount to announcing one's existence, which in turn attracts probing and challenges from various forces.

She solemnly assessed her beloved's fighting ability.

My dear has no magic on Earth, only the magic stored in the World Tree or magic crystals, which is far from her peak condition. She cannot let my dear fight.

Therefore, she must be the one to set up the defenses in advance.

When the ice maker was brought in, Hill walked around inside to make sure no one was there, then quickly squatted down and inscribed a magic circle.

She gently patted the fuselage and whispered her instructions.

"Hang in there."

After inscribing several magic circles, Sir set his sights on the well in the backyard.

When you dealt with this well before, you only used a wisp of Moon Well Source and the most ordinary purification array.

In Syl's opinion, this was far too hasty.

This is their first strategic outpost on Earth! If the water source for the camp isn't high-quality enough, how can it provide sufficient buffs to friendly forces? And how can it withstand poisoning attacks from the enemy?

Syl shook his head, then his figure flashed, and he silently made his way to the backyard.

She squatted down by the well and peered inside. The well water was already very clear.

She reached into her small pocket and pulled out a glass bottle. Inside the bottle was a pale blue, translucent substance.

Syl held the small bottle in both hands and shook it vigorously up and down like she was shaking milk tea.

"Smack smack..."

The translucent substance inside the bottle bounced up and down, making a sticky sound. After shaking it well, Sear pulled out the cork and aimed the bottle opening at the wellhead.

A water-type slime slid out.

The little slime blinked blankly, and upon seeing Syl, immediately let out a soft "Chirp~" and happily hopped around twice.

Syl crouched down, poked its head with a finger, and gave the command.

"Listen carefully, your mission is to purify the water source. Also, if you discover any assassin poisoning the water, immediately sound the alarm, understand?"

The slime immediately pulled its round body upwards, straightening it perfectly, and gave a crisp, clean salute with a loud "pop!"

Then it turned around and leaped with all its might.

"Thump."

The slime fell into the well and instantly transformed into a faint blue light, blending perfectly with the well water.

Syl looked at the calm water with satisfaction and dusted off his hands.

……

Lin Yan lay in the courtyard, watching a few clouds drift across the sky.

I heard voices coming from my cousin's side.

"...Let those people say whatever they want online. We'll just do our own thing. What business is it of theirs?"

"That's true, but... what if nobody comes..."

Lin Yan listened and lazily turned in a different direction.

He remembered that today he finally got to drink his first freshly made milk tea since he traveled back in time.

On the reservoir behind the mountain, the small boat glided to the center, lying in the gentle breeze, the water rippling, touching Syl's ear.

"Slurp."

He took another sip of milk tea made with powdered milk tea, which was his favorite drink before he transmigrated.

He licked his lips with satisfaction.

It's good if business is just average.

All he wanted was a cup of freshly made milk tea and to solve his cousin's employment problem. In addition, the trouble caused by some lazy people in the village before also made Lin Yan feel a little annoyed.

If there are long queues on the first day of opening... then the peace and quiet will be gone.

……

On the opening day, Lin Yan slept until he naturally woke up.

The alarm clock was turned off by Sylvain.

She stood by the bed, her expression solemn, her tone as if she were reassuring a commander-in-chief before a battle.

"You need to conserve your energy for today's decisive battle. I'll guard the outer lines, while you take command in the center."

Lin Yan squinted at her for a while, feeling that his wife had become increasingly strange since returning to her hometown.

"...What time is it?"

"According to the Earth's timekeeping system, it's almost ten o'clock."

Lin Yan turned over and pulled the blanket over her head.

"It's still early."

The sun shines brightly outside the window, and the world is quiet.

He tilted his ear.

Yes, it's all quiet, just opening a business, what could possibly happen?

"After traveling back in time, this peaceful life is exactly what I've been longing for! But it would be great if there was KFC for breakfast."

……

However, at 8 a.m. this morning, a banner had already been put up in front of the store.

Tamura Mixue Grand Opening

Lin Jiaqing, dressed in the uniform of Mixue, stood at the door, pacing back and forth.

She didn't sleep well yesterday.

There was no one at the intersection.

Lin Jiaqing stood in front of the glass door, looking at her reflection.

The equipment in the store behind us was already prepared, and the staff had been trained thoroughly...

There are no customers.

"Have any guests arrived?"

Lin Jiayao poked his head out from inside, holding a stack of forms in his hand.

"not yet."

Lin Jiayao adjusted his glasses. "It's normal, it's only eight o'clock. Let's wait a bit longer."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and continued writing.

"The first phase, the brand's initial launch, was within expectations..."

Lin Jiaqing remained silent.

Still no one.

8:10.

"How about... we post an opening promotion announcement?"