Chapter 729: Cemetery Memorial, Ming University Opens (Three Updates in One)
Inside the car.
Shen Qiannan held the steering wheel, his eyes looking straight ahead, but his peripheral vision would occasionally fall on Jiang Fuyue.
The latter was sending a WeChat message to Xie Dingyuan, but unfortunately, there was no reply for more than five minutes.
I called and a mechanical female voice reminded me to turn off the phone.
Jiang Fuyue's eyes showed understanding.
Suddenly, "Was that Lou Mingshen the one who blocked you just now?"
"Maybe."
Shen Qiannan frowned. What kind of answer is this?
Jiang Fuyue: "Do you know him?"
"I have a school-enterprise cooperation project with the Lou Group, and I've seen him from a distance a few times during meetings."
"oh."
Shen Qiannan’s eyes rolled: “How did you know him?”
Jiang Fuyue: "I don't know him."
"Huh? Then why did he block you?"
“I don’t know.”
Shen Qiannan: “…”
"Tsk, you're quite the troublemaker. Didn't they say you took something? Ahem..." He coughed lightly, "So, did you take it?"
Jiang Fuyue turned around and gave him a half-smile: "What do you think?"
Shen Qiannan: "..." How did she kick the ball over, and then she kicked it back intact.
Crazy!
"Alright, I won't ask Lou Mingshen, I'll ask Lao Xie! What's going on between you and Lao Xie? Why did he suddenly ask me to pick you up? Are you two... together?"
The last sentence, with a hint of cautious temptation, has exceeded the boundaries of topics between friends, but Shen Qiannan has no choice, he is curious!
My heart feels like it's being scratched by a cat, and my brain is full of thoughts.
If he remembered correctly, the only interaction between these two people was the time they borrowed the A1 laboratory?
It was he who stepped forward to negotiate with Xie Dingyuan on behalf of Jiang Fuyue, and finally persuaded him to lend half of it.
At that time, Old Xie looked reluctant and unwilling.
It hasn't been long since the two of them checked into a hotel?!
Grass——
Jiang Fuyue had just graduated from high school, how could he have the heart to do that to her?
Subconsciously, Shen Qiannan felt that Xie Dingyuan was not that kind of person.
But the facts are before our eyes——
First, Lao Xie called him to pick someone up, and this action alone was very abnormal.
When has Lao Xie ever caused trouble to anyone?
Almost none.
But this time it was for a girl?
If it were anyone else, Shen Qiannan wouldn't find it strange at all, but for Xie Dingyuan, who didn't even have a female mosquito around him, it was truly unprecedented.
In addition, when Jiang Fuyue checked out just now, she returned two room cards.
This makes people think more.
Jiang Fuyue smiled when she heard this: "Professor Xie and I..."
Shen Qiannan immediately pricked up his ears.
"you guess?"
"?" He was stunned.
"No...are you teasing me, little girl?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Didn't Xie Dingyuan tell you?"
"The phone was hung up so quickly, and when I called back it was turned off. How are you going to tell me?"
"Then we'll talk about it when he's free."
Chen Qiannan: "?" You "seduced" me, but you don't want to take responsibility?
"Tell me, otherwise I won't be able to sleep tonight..."
Jiang Fuyue turned her head to look out the window and smiled: "We're here."
Shen Qiannan: “…”
"Thank you." After saying that, he pushed the door and got out of the car, went around to the trunk to get his luggage, thanked him again, then turned and left.
Chen Qiannan slapped his hands with a thud, "I told you to go so fast! I told you to go so fast! You stinky claws!"
…
"Yueyue is back--" Han Heng shouted, calling out to the whole family.
Han Ke took the luggage and handed it to the servant: "You must have had a hard journey. Are you tired?"
Han Shen came out of the study without even taking off his glasses. "Didn't you say you'd be back tomorrow? Did you change your schedule?"
Han Qishan called her to sit on the sofa: "Come, have some tea and rest for a while. Did you have a good time this time?"
Jiang Fuyue answered one by one.
The Han family was particularly happy that night.
At night, Jiang Fuyue still hadn't received a reply from Xie Dingyuan on WeChat, and her phone was still turned off.
After resting at home for two days, Jiang Fuyue still couldn't sit still and plunged into the laboratory.
The old man sighed: "Yueyue is going to be a female scientist?"
Han Shen thought about it and said, "Don't mention it, it's really possible."
Han Heng immediately smiled and said, "Then our Yueyue must be the most beautiful female scientist."
Jiang Fuyue quickly started a new research topic and did not forget to discuss the construction of the laboratory building with Xiaoliu.
She looked through all the drawings, made appropriate suggestions for revisions, and then discussed with Xiaoliu to see if they were feasible before finalizing them.
Instead of having the final say, she has the final say.
Xiaoliu has always known that Jiang Fuyue is very powerful. He often reads news reports and listens to Hu Ben and Jiang Ke’s insights, but he has only heard about it and has never experienced it personally.
This time he finally saw it.
First of all, Jiang Fuyue has a deep understanding of the construction industry. From professional knowledge to specific construction, she can speak meaningfully and clearly.
Xiaoliu almost thought she had worked in this field and foolishly asked her which construction sites she had been to.
result……
I just read professional books for two nights and checked some related information on the Internet.
It turns out that there are people who can "plan strategies" just by "talking about it on paper".
The second is Jiang Fuyue’s extreme pursuit of details.
At first, she just described the problem, which was conveyed by Xiaoliu to the designer, who then modified the drawings.
Perhaps because there was an extra retelling in the middle, the revised drawings never satisfied Jiang Fuyue.
I simply communicated with the designer directly, but the result was still not ideal.
What Jiang Fuyue described and what the designer drew were two completely different things.
Finally she just did it herself - drawing, drawing, paper!
"Ridiculous! How can a layman know drawing specifications? Can he use CAD? What does earthwork quantity mean?" The designer was furious and said, "Okay, since you question my work ability, then who cares? I'm quitting, okay?!"
This person was the "talent" that Xiaoliu had tried every possible means to poach from a rival company. He immediately had to comfort him and finally persuaded him to come back.
Then he started bragging about how amazing and awesome Jiang Fuyue was, "...From the time I met her until now, there's nothing she can't do!"
The designer scoffed. "Mr. Yuan, it's not that I don't trust you, but you underestimate the professionalism of the construction industry. Do you think the drawings drawn by someone who has never been in this industry will be useful?"
Xiao Liu touched his nose and said, "Draw it first, and then we'll see if it works. How about this? Give it a try, you don't have much to lose."
The designer chuckled and crossed his arms, "Okay, I'd like to see what an amateur can draw!"
As a result, I was proven wrong the next day.
When the drawing was unfolded, the designer was stunned: "This... this was drawn by her?"
The lines were neat, the annotations were clear, and the scale was standard. After checking carefully, he did not find any professional errors or omissions.
Looking at the drawings again, the orientation and appearance of the modified building have been adjusted to be more scientific and beautiful.
"It's so perfect..." He couldn't help but exclaim, and stroked the drawing as if he was caressing his lover, paying attention to every detail, and he couldn't let it go.
Xiaoliu smiled but said nothing.
Anyway, you will get used to the pain in your face after a while. It takes time to adapt.
After finalizing all the details, Jiang Fuyue retired, and the rest was left to Xiaoliu to implement and complete.
…
That night.
Jiang Fuyue came out of the laboratory and drove away from Mingda University, but did not return to the Han family. Instead, he drove to the suburbs.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night is dark.
Outside the Rose Garden Cemetery, the flower shop was preparing to close.
Sudden--
"Are there any roses?"
The proprietress paused, and saw a girl wearing a baseball cap and a loose coat covering her upper body appear at the window.
"Huh? It's you! The girl who always buys roses!"
Jiang Fuyue nodded slightly: "Hello. Anything else?"
"Yes, I do, but I only have white roses left. Is that okay?"
"Um."
The proprietress packed it up in no time and even gave us a few extra branches.
Jiang Fuyue: "By the way, take a bunch of daisies."
"Oops, I'm so sorry, the daisy is gone."
"Forget it then."
Jiang Fuyue gave the money, took the flowers, and walked straight to the cemetery.
She walked all the way up to Zhao Chuxiu's tomb, brushed off the dust on the tombstone, then bent down and put down the rose.
Jiang Fuyue stood quietly in front of the tomb, looking at the still young woman in the photo, and said nothing.
A gust of wind blew, and the branches rustled.
She turned and left, passing by Lou Yunzhong's tomb without stopping.
Without the daisies, she didn't even bother to look at them.
Going up, you will find Lou Mingyue’s tomb.
Jiang Fuyue didn't buy flowers, she brought other things.
He reached into his bag and pulled out a scroll of calligraphy and a photo, then pulled out his lighter, and snapped—
ignite.
As the inscription was engulfed in flames, the photo turned to ashes in an instant.
Jiang Fuyue turned and left, his back disappearing into the night.
When I got home, my three uncles were all in the living room and the old man was still awake.
"Yueyue is back?"
"Yeah. Uncle, why don't you guys take a break?"
Normally, there's no one in the living room at this time.
"Hey," Han Heng rubbed his hands, "Aren't I waiting for you to come back?"
"Wait for me? What's wrong?"
"Come on, sit down and talk. Have a drink of water first." Han Heng pushed her onto the sofa, made her sit down, and poured a glass of water into her hand.
Jiang Fuyue looked puzzled.
"Well... well, we're going with you tomorrow. Do you have any objections?"
After Han Heng finished speaking, the old man, Han Shen, Han Ke and others all looked at her nervously.
Jiang Fuyue only then realized that school would start tomorrow!
They wanted to send her to school.
"Okay, I do want to, but I'm afraid of delaying you..."
Han Shen immediately stated: "No delay."
Han Ke also nodded: "I have already asked for leave."
Han Heng took out his new hat and mask: "Tomorrow I'm going to be so wrapped up that Dad won't recognize me!"
Biological father Han Qishan: “?”
…
The next day, the family had breakfast and set off for school.
Ming University has a rule that freshmen must live on campus.
So we took two cars on this trip. The first car was for people, and the second car was for things, including bed sheets, quilt covers, clothes, daily necessities, etc.
Jiang Fuyue took a look before getting in the car. Wow, everything was new and of all kinds. It was obvious that a lot of thought had gone into it.
What she didn't know was that Han Qishan had already started buying these things when she received her admission letter and confirmed that she would study at Ming University.
It started as a list of the basic things a college student would need to live on campus.
Han Qishan felt that it was too little, so he added a lot of other things, such as a full-length mirror, a blender, a humidifier, etc.
He added one thing whenever he thought of it, and then added another one whenever he thought of it. During that time, he always had a pen and paper with him so that he could take it out and write down whatever he thought of.
Han Heng felt a little jealous and complained to Han Ke, "When we were in college and lived on campus, why didn't I see him being so thoughtful and considerate? I even bought my own quilt. I couldn't even think of using a humidifier or a treadmill."
Yes, the old man knew that Jiang Fuyue had the habit of exercising in the morning, so he specially bought a treadmill!
He had inquired about it and found out that Mingda University had very good accommodation conditions and spacious dormitories, with more than enough space for a treadmill.
Han Ke couldn't help but feel a little jealous. While trying to comfort Han Heng, he turned around and said to Han Shen sourly, "Dad's grandparents relationship is too serious."
I treat them like grass and Yueyue like a treasure, fearing that there is something missing.
As the eldest brother, Han Shen naturally couldn't follow his two younger brothers in making trouble, so he tried to persuade and guide them with kind words. As for what he was thinking in his heart and whether he felt jealous or not, only he knew.
At ten o'clock in the morning, two cars drove into Mingda University one after the other.
Yes, Mingda not only allows parents to accompany their children to register, but also opens the gate to allow vehicles to enter.
In order to prevent congestion on campus, security personnel were specially arranged to direct traffic on site.
But even so, it was still completely blocked.
Jiang Fuyue turned her head and looked out the window, all she saw were luxury cars.
Mingda University is indeed the “noble chicken among pheasants”.
There is a saying circulating on the Internet: If you randomly bump into a boy at Qiming University, he might be the kind of rich husband your mother likes, just like if you randomly bump into a student at B University or Q University, he is very likely to be a top student.
Han Shen sat in the car and saw many acquaintances in the business world.
Occasionally roll down the window to say hello.
After finally driving to the dormitory building, several servants got out of the second car and started moving things inside.
"Yueyue lives in Building A, Room 4-3. Don't move to the wrong place."
"Be careful with anything that has fragile items attached, don't break it."
"Although the school said the dormitory has been cleaned in advance, I'm still worried. Please clean it again inside and out."
"besides……"
Han Qishan was like a colorful butterfly, flitting here and there, running around busily and chattering non-stop.
At this time, a call came to Han Shen's cell phone.
"Mom? Yes, at Mingda... The second and third kids are with Dad... Now? Okay, I get it."
When Han Qishan heard the word "Mom", he slowed down his movements and pricked up his ears while talking to the servant.
"Hey! Is this your mom calling?"
Han Shen: "Yeah."
"What did you say?"
"Mom said she's booked a private room at Hongshenglou outside the school and has already ordered the dishes. She told us to go over and eat after we're done here."
The old man rolled his eyes and asked, "She came alone?"
Han Shen: "...No, there's also Uncle Qin."
Han Qishan's old face suddenly turned dark.
But in the end he gritted his teeth and went.
When entering, Shi Qingzhi first embraced Yueyue, and then greeted her three sons one by one. She didn't even look at Han Qishan, as if he was redundant.
Old man: “…”
Qin Yuanchen saw that he looked unhappy and quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Old Han, come and sit here."
"What do you care?"
Qin Yuanchen smiled good-naturedly and was not angry.
Even though Han Qishan's nose is not a nose and his eyes are not eyes, he only dares to lose his temper and show a stern look to Qin Yuanchen behind Shi Qingzhi's back.
In front of him, he didn't dare to be so arrogant. At most, he would just keep silent and ignore her.
In the end, I finished the meal peacefully.
Shi Qingzhi held Jiang Fuyue's hand and said, "If you don't feel comfortable living in the dormitory, tell grandma and we'll move out."
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow: "Doesn't Mingda require freshmen to live on campus?"
"That's the stated rule, but how it's actually implemented depends on the individual. How many students do you think actually live there for the entire year?"
Han Shen leaned over and whispered, "Your grandma was at Q University before, so she knew a lot of people. The new president of Ming University, Xiao Shan, was one of her students."
Jiang Fuyue didn't expect there was such a relationship.
Before her divorce, the old lady worked at Q University and was a serious professor and graduate supervisor.
He is of the same generation as Xu Kaiqing and they are very good friends.
Therefore, when Xu Kaiqing first saw Han Yunru in the Linhuai Pancake Shop, he felt that she looked familiar.
Jiang Fuyue: "Isn't Xiaoshan from the Department of Mathematics at Q University?"
The old lady used to be in the School of Economics and Management, and later transferred to the Department of Physics. How could she be a teacher in Xiaoshan?
Seeing her mention Xiaoshan's major right away, Shi Qingzhi was slightly surprised.
But after thinking about it, she quickly felt relieved - her Yueyue was different from ordinary people, so it was not surprising that she knew these things.
"When Xiaoshan was an undergraduate at Q University, he minored in physics, and I was his major teacher. I later heard that he gave up on pursuing a doctorate and went to work in the south. Then a series of misfortunes happened, and I almost thought he would never stand up again. Unexpectedly, he quietly became the president of Ming University..."
Speaking of this, Shi Qingzhi couldn't help but sigh: "In life, you never know what will happen in the next second."
"I met Xiaoshan a while ago. He was willing to acknowledge me as his teacher. He was humble and modest. He even invited me to be an honorary professor at the School of Economics and Management of Mingda University."
Jiang Fuyue was a little surprised: "You agree?"
"certainly!"
"You don't mind?"
"What's there to be disgusted with? They're all universities, but each one has a different atmosphere and focus. Some emphasize academic research, while others focus on the well-rounded development of students. There's no need to stratify them. Perhaps in the future, Mingda University will surpass key undergraduate programs and even rival prestigious schools like B University and Q University."
"Besides, didn't you choose Mingda? It certainly has its merits."
This was the first time Jiang Fuyue had heard someone have such high expectations for Mingda: to surpass key universities and be on par with prestigious schools...
You know, if you say something like that you will be laughed at by everyone.
The lethality is like someone saying that vermicelli will one day be more valuable than shark fin, and that white fungus and bird's nest can be sold at the same price.
It's just a fool's dream.
But the old lady's eyes were firm and her words were calm. She really believed it and firmly believed it.
…
After lunch, Jiang Fuyue saw off the old man and three uncles, then the old lady and Qin Yuanchen.
Before getting in the car, Han Shen reminded everyone: "Take care of yourself. Call home if you need anything."
"good."
When she returned to the dormitory, the bed had been made, the table underneath had been wiped, every corner had been cleaned, and all her things had been sorted and placed neatly for her.
Jiang Fuyue was not the first one to arrive. In addition to hers, there were two other beds in the four-person room that had already been made. One was mainly pink, making her look like a little princess, and the other was gray and blue, with a simple style.
Neither of them is here at the moment.
Jiang Fuyue changed her shoes, put on her pajamas, climbed into bed, and prepared to take a nap.
…
She was awakened by a rustling sound.
Listening carefully, I heard someone was eating snacks. Not only did the packaging make a sound, but the food also made a crunching sound when chewed.
Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched and he sat up. Coincidentally, the person who was eating snacks turned around and looked at him, and the two of them met face to face unexpectedly.
The girl paused in reaching for the bag of snacks, her frightened deer eyes widened, and her chubby white face was frozen in surprise.
"You, you, you...where did you come from?!"
She stood up quickly, but her movement was so big that the potato chips scattered all over the floor.
The girl was stunned. She looked at the potato chips all over the floor, covered her chest, and screamed, "Ah - my potato chips, they are so big!"
Jiang Fuyue: “?”
Then, I saw the girl squatting down, picking up the pieces one by one with napkins and putting them on the table.
Just when Jiang Fuyue was wondering whether she was going to eat it, the girl had already arranged the pile of potato chips into the shape of a pig's head, and then looked up at Jiang Fuyue on the bed with a smile.
"Isn't it cute?"
“…” I’m afraid he’s seriously ill.
"Hello, my name is Cen Qiaoqiao, and we are roommates."
"Jiang Fuyue."
"Wow—your name is nice, and kind of familiar. Do you want chips?"
Jiang Fuyue glanced at the "pig head" on the table and immediately said seriously: "No, thank you."
"Okay, then I can only eat it by myself." As he said that, he reached out and took out a new pack from the drawer, and quickly ate it.
Jiang Fuyue: “…”
At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside and another person walked in.
Jiang Fuyue went over and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow the next second.
It's an acquaintance.
Sorry for the wait! Three updates in one, 6,000 words.
(End of this chapter)
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