In the 21st century, Huang Wanzhen, due to a car accident, transmigrated into the supporting female character in a novel.
The original host was a woman with bound feet, who, relying on the ma...
Xiulan carefully sat down on the chair, daring to sit only halfway. Huang Wanzhen looked at her and felt tired for her. "It's not your fault that you like Gao Zhixiang. You two are of the same age, so it's normal to fall in love with each other over time. What I want to ask is, does he like you?"
"I guess she likes him." Xiulan knew that she couldn't hide it from the sharp-eyed Second Miss, but the Second Miss's last departure was different from this time. Last time she left, she still had property here, so she would come back eventually. This time she sold the property, and it is very likely that she will never come back.
Oh! By the way, there is also a girls' school!
"Second Miss, what are you going to do with the women's school?"
Huang Wanzhen saw her anxious look and felt a bit like "a grown-up child is no longer under the control of his mother". "I originally wanted to transfer it to Gao Zhixiang. There are so many female students in the Women's Workers' School. I can't feel at ease if I sell it to someone else. But if you want to stay in Peking for Gao Zhixiang, I will transfer it to you. No money is required. Just give me a 30% profit in the future. She can make her own decision on Director Song's side. I won't interfere."
Xiulan asked cautiously, "Then you, then will you come back in the future?"
Huang Wanzhen met Xiulan's hopeful gaze with an expressionless face. "I don't know. Who can say for sure?"
Xiulan's hopeful look was shattered, and her face was filled with sorrow.
"What did you mean by liking him? Didn't Gao Zhixiang express his feelings to you?"
Xiulan shook her head slowly. "No. He must have some concerns, but he takes good care of me and cooks for me. I think he likes me."
Huang Wanzhen nodded and said firmly, "If he leaves with me in two days, I will transfer the technical school to other employees, and you and him will go to the United States with me. If he doesn't leave, you must ask him clearly whether he likes you and whether he will marry you. Only if he gives you a positive answer can you stay."
"This..." Xiulan twisted her handkerchief, looking troubled. "This isn't good. I'm a woman, and this is too reckless."
"That's not being reckless!" Huang Wanzhen looked at Xiulan seriously. "That's being responsible for your own life. If he doesn't marry you, and he marries someone else in the future, how will you cope in Peking, alone and in the chaos of war?"
"How could that be?" Xiulan retorted subconsciously.
Huang Wanzhen looked at the girl who had accompanied her through the long years. She was wearing a ginger-red cheongsam and a string of glass beads on her wrist. She was so beautiful. Huang Wanzhen didn't want to see such a beautiful Xiulan wither. "Why not?"
Two days later, Gao Zhixiang replied that he did not want to leave Peking because he had an old mother in Shanghai who needed him to support her.
Afterwards, Huang Wanzhen ordered Xiulan to go find Gao Zhixiang to find out the truth. If she didn't, she would go to the United States with her.
Xiulan was in a dilemma for a long time, and finally she bit the bullet and went to find Gao Zhixiang. Fortunately, the answer was what she expected, and Gao Zhixiang was also pleased with her.
Xiulan ran to Huang Wanzhen happily and told her the good news.
Huang Wanzhen smiled and nodded, "Okay, since you two are in love, just get it done while I'm here. I want to drink a glass of your wedding wine before I leave."
Without waiting for Xiulan to say anything, Huang Wanzhen strode out and said, "I'm going to talk to Gao Zhixiang. Don't worry about this matter. Just wait to be the bride."
Things went smoothly. Huang Wanzhen gave 20% of the dividends from the women's school to Xiulan as a dowry, leaving only 30% in her hands. She agreed with the two of them that money would be transferred to her account once a quarter in the future.
Song Wenyin followed Huang Wanzhen and gave Xiulan 10% of the profits from the women's school as her dowry, leaving her with 30%. This was beyond Xiulan's expectations, and she embarrassedly gave Song Wenyin 200 yuan, but she returned it.
Song Wenyin knew that the women's school was not suitable to be sold, otherwise it might harm the group of female students. Since Huang Wanzhen kept 30%, she thought it would be right to follow Huang Wanzhen, so she also kept 30%.
The transfer procedures for the women's school were quickly completed. The lawyer hired was still Cao Zhaolian. Lawyer Cao now opened a law firm with a total of three lawyers including him. Normally, he would not show up for such simple contract drafting, but Huang Wanzhen came to see him in person with a box of fruit. The main reason was that they had not seen each other for many years, and she always had to say hello when she returned to Beijing.
Lawyer Cao politely accepted Huang Wanzhen's commission, and even the sale of Butford Company to the Chen family was personally overseen by Lawyer Cao.
It took longer than Huang Wanzhen had expected to finish her work in Peking, but she still bought some gifts and sent them to her relatives and friends.
The next day, various invitations were delivered to the door, and cousin Tao Dongshi even brought Tao Shiyuan directly to the door.
As soon as they met, she started crying. Huang Wanzhen said a lot of nice things to stop her tears.
"Why didn't my fifth aunt come back with you? Is she in good health?"
Huang Wanzhen smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay, I can eat three bowls of rice every day, so don't worry, cousin."
"I stayed in Shanghai for a short time and didn't get to see my uncle and aunt. I'll go see them when I get back. How are they doing?"
Mrs. Tao sighed, "Oh! My father is fine. My mother often writes to me saying that her back pain is severe. She has consulted several doctors but none of them can help. It must be because she is tired of taking care of the children. My sister-in-law has given her a grandson and a granddaughter. Now she has two granddaughters and a grandson, and my mother is the one who takes care of them all."
Huang Wanzhen asked, "Don't you have a servant at home?"
"We hired two, but we love our own children the most. My mother treats Yaozu like the apple of her eye. Even though he's grown up, she still carries him wherever she goes."
Although Huang Wanzhen felt that there was something wrong with raising a child this way, she didn't want to say it out loud and annoy others. She immediately changed the subject, "Little Shiyuan is so tall now. What grade is he in?"
Mrs. Tao happily pulled Tao Shiyuan, who was eating cakes nearby, over and said, "He has graduated from primary school and is now in the first grade of senior primary school."
Mrs. Tao had high hopes for her youngest son and was always very concerned about his studies. If he struggled in a certain subject, she would even pay a teacher for tutoring. "Wanzhen, Shiyuan is different from his two brothers. He takes after me in his studies. He has a very good memory and is always in the top five in the class. I think our Tao family is going to have a college student soon."
Huang Wanzhen complained in her heart, Brother-in-law Tao has a better memory than you, so why should he be like you just because he is good at studying?
"Oh, really? That's a really good seedling. My sister and brother-in-law should cultivate him well."
Mrs. Tao thought for a moment, then took Huang Wanzhen's hand and said to her with a smile, "It's very popular among many wealthy families nowadays to send their children abroad to study. When they return, they have a bright future. Your brother-in-law and I have accumulated some wealth over the years. If Shiyuan has the talent, we will have to send him abroad to study for a few years. I'll have to trouble you, cousin, to keep an eye on him when he gets there."