Xu Nuo's voice wasn't loud, but with so many people coming and going, and everyone paying attention to them, they naturally heard what she said.
"puff."
Someone couldn't help but laugh, pointing at Xu Weibao and saying, "Xu Weibao, so you and Comrade Xu Nuo are actually good friends? But that day you clearly said you weren't close, and you even told Mo Hongying how extravagant and wasteful she is!"
Xu Weibao knew something was wrong, and blushed as he denied it: "Nuonuo, believe me, I really... I really didn't mean that. I... I believed you at the time."
The crowd looked at Xu Weibao with even more disdain.
Eager to curry favor with Xu Nuo, they all chimed in with exaggerated accounts of what had happened that day.
"Comrade Danfeng is still the most upright person, and she argued for you, Comrade Xu Nuo, with Mo Hongying and the others."
"Yes, Danfeng, I knew you were right back then."
"Mo Hongying and the others have gone too far. They actually framed Comrade Xu Nuo out of jealousy."
"that is…"
When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down; when a flower blooms, everyone adds to its beauty.
Xu Nuo ignored it and was about to leave with Danfeng and Xu Weibao when she heard a gentle voice.
"Xiao Nuo."
Despite the bright sunshine, Su Zhao's smile seemed somewhat dim.
Those who had been surrounding Xu Nuo fell silent for a moment.
Su Zhao is the vice president of the student council. He is handsome and amiable, and has always been a prominent figure at school.
The two were from the same hometown and came to Shanghai together. Xu Nuo was able to participate in the rehearsal of this gala because of his recommendation.
Anyone would think that the relationship between the two is unusual.
At first, many people guessed that Xu Nuo's partner was Su Zhao.
Yesterday afternoon, Su Zhao also heard some gossip and reminded Xu Nuo to be careful, saying that he could help if necessary. Xu Nuo had already spoken to the principal and confidently smiled and said, "Don't worry."
Su Zhao nodded: "I know you have a solution, but be careful."
He guessed that Xu Nuo would appear as a sponsor, but he didn't expect what would happen next.
I never imagined that the man I only met once would be the founder of Zhongxu.
He stood below the stage, looking at the dazzling lights and hearing the constant boos, feeling quite dazed for a while.
After it was over, Xu Nuo left with Li Xian, and he didn't get a chance to have a proper talk with her.
He had so much to say.
Xu Nuo, unaware of his thoughts, walked over and casually asked, "What are you doing here?"
Su Zhao is from the Business School, and her classes are in the East Campus, which is quite a distance from their West Campus.
It's unlikely that I would have ended up here on my way.
Su Zhao waved the envelope in his hand: "I went to the post office to pick up a letter from home yesterday and found one that was from Uncle Xu to you."
Xu Nuo took it: "My dad's letter?"
How did Xu Jin'an's letter end up with Su Zhao?
Su Zhao explained, "My mother was also mailing a letter that day, and she ran into your father, so she mailed it to me at the same time."
I see.
Xu Nuo nodded.
To be honest, Xue Ping and Xu Jin'an still don't know about Li Xian's situation and still think that Su Zhao and their daughter will end up together.
That day, when Chen Qingxia saw Xu Jinan, they started talking about their two children. The conversation then turned to sending letters. Chen Qingxia said, "I'm also sending one to Xiao Zhao today. Give it to me, and let Xiao Sun take it to mail it together."
And so, Xu Nuo's letter reached Su Zhao's hands.
"Thank you. Have you eaten?"
Su Zhao shook his head, and the group went to a private restaurant outside the school for a meal.
Since the government started supporting private businesses, the streets and alleys have become much more lively, and many private shops have opened their doors openly and legally.
There are now two snack shops, one breakfast shop, a clothing store, and a newsstand at the entrance of Shanghai University.
As the group exited the school gate and turned right, the first shop facing the street was thriving, and the aroma of food wafted across the wind to the other side.
"Boss lady, six people."
Wei Hong said briskly, "Okay, Xiao Chen, take him to table number three."
The other party asked, "No private rooms available again? We rushed over as soon as we got off work."
Wei Hong said, "Excuse me, everyone, the private rooms are full."
"Alright, let's sit in the lobby then."
The owner of Liu's Private Kitchen, Wei Hong, is from Sichuan, and her husband is from Fujian. They are both excellent at cooking Sichuan and Fujian cuisine.
In addition, the elegant decor and excellent service have made the business incredibly successful.
Wei Hong is in her thirties. She is tall and thin, with a round face and big eyes, and looks very kind.
Upon seeing the newcomers, her eyes lit up, and she went up to them warmly, saying, "Miss Xu, you've arrived."
Xu Nuo smiled and said, "Sister Hong, business is booming."
Wei Hong nodded: "Yes, thanks to you and Mr. Li."
Wei Hong and her husband are excellent cooks. They used to secretly host private banquets at home, which were introduced by acquaintances. They didn't earn much money, just enough to make ends meet.
Once, Li Xian brought Xu Nuo to eat, and they found the taste to be quite good. So, before the policy was issued, Li Xian invested money to move Wei Hong to the vicinity of Shanghai University.
At that time, the national policy did not allow private ownership, and Wei Hong was afraid that something might happen, so she secretly carried out the renovation in fear. Who knew that the policy would be issued just a few days after the store was renovated.
On that very day, Liu's Private Kitchen opened its doors to guests openly and honestly.
Business has always been booming.
Several tables in the lobby were already full. Wei Hong led Xu Nuo to the private room with practiced ease, whispering, "We have soft-shelled turtle today. Old Liu had someone buy it. It's very nourishing. I stewed it for you with chicken. Mr. Li said you don't like too much oil, so I used camellia oil. You should drink a couple more bowls so I can explain to Mr. Li."
Xu Nuo's delicate face showed a hint of sweetness: "Just tell him I drank a whole pot."
Wei Hong was amused by her: "Then Mr. Li will be very happy."
She looked at Xu Nuo with a smile, filled with both admiration and envy.
Mr. Li, a man of such a cold temperament who rarely spoke, meticulously wrote a booklet for her, detailing Xu Nuo's dietary restrictions and preferences in an astonishingly detailed manner.
She initially thought Mr. Li chose the store because of its good location, but later she found out it was for Xu Nuo.
Although this period was not as extreme as the Great Famine, it was only enough to feed ordinary people. The food in the Shanghai University canteen was not only lacking in oil and flavor, but also monotonous and bland. Li Xian knew that Xu Nuo would not be used to it, which is why he invested in Wei Hong's private restaurant.
They suggested moving her to a place near Shanghai University, so Xu Nuo could come out to eat as soon as get out of class ended. If she didn't come out by the designated time, Wei Hong would pack up the food and deliver it to the dormitory manager.
The innermost private room on the second floor is not for entertaining guests. Wei Hong opened the door and said, "Please have a seat first. I'll go to the kitchen."
After Wei Hong left, Danfeng whispered to Xu Nuo, "Nuonuo, this isn't your lover either, is it?"
Liu Meixiang covered her mouth and laughed: "It's Nuonuo's name. The money was invested by Li Xian, but Nuonuo's name is on the share agreement."
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