Chapter 244 Do you want to go to Kyoto?
Lin Qingqing was willing to give her hand to Song Yiyuan because she saw that he had been really considerate to her recently. He was no longer self-righteous as before and always thought about her.
He was also willing to give her some medicine to try, and he would just eat it without asking any questions no matter what it was.
This can be regarded as trusting her from the bottom of my heart.
At least she can't trust anyone unconditionally like this right now.
Song Yiyuan held Lin Qingqing's hand and carefully paid attention to his feet. On the surface, there seemed to be no big changes from usual.
But there was always a smile on the corner of his lips.
After walking for a while, they came across a row of stone benches.
"Take a break?" Song Yiyuan asked Lin Qingqing to sit down.
Lin Qingqing was already feeling a little tired. She hadn't exercised for a long time, so her muscles weren't strong enough to build up strength when she moved.
She sat down, and Song Yiyuan reluctantly let go of her hand.
The delicate, soft and smooth touch in my hands is gone, as if something is missing.
He had to let go, he had to open the soda and cans to clear Qing.
"Have some soda."
Song Yiyuan tore off a corner of the soda and handed it to Lin Qingqing.
Lin Qingqing took it because she was thirsty and drank half of the bag in one breath.
These are all made of coloring and flavoring. She would never touch this kind of thing before, but in the 1970s, there was no technology or hard work, and the meals were all pure green. She could accept eating these chemical snacks occasionally.
Drinking half a bag was her limit, so she handed it back to Song Yiyuan.
"I can't finish it."
Song Yiyuan didn't dislike it at all. He took it and drank the remaining half bag.
Lin Qingqing: “…” I give it to you, not for you to drink.
Never mind, she had already finished drinking it, and she compromised with herself in her heart.
It's only a little after 3:30 now, so it's still early. It's slower to go up the mountain than to go down quickly.
The two of them sat on the stone bench to rest for a while. It was very cool under the thick shade of the trees.
Song Yiyuan looked at the treetops swaying in the wind, and she told Lin Qingqing about the recipe for the facial ointment.
"Qingqing, I asked the Kyoto Daily Chemical Factory for you. They're interested in purchasing your facial cream recipe and are willing to discuss profit sharing."
"But they said the amount of the share must be negotiated by the person who holds the recipe."
"Do you want to go to Kyoto? I happen to have some time off."
He looked at Lin Qingqing intently, with a tone of temptation in his voice.
Lin Qingqing raised an eyebrow: "Are you doing this on purpose?"
Song Yiyuan is up to something again.
Song Yiyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Not really. The daily chemical factories in Kyoto are very strong and don't have to worry about financial difficulties. They can also accept profit-sharing. Local daily chemical factories generally can't accept profit-sharing, and it's not safe either."
Lin Qingqing knew what Song Yiyuan was hinting at when he said it was unsafe. In a few years, many state-owned factories would be hit by the reform and opening up policy and would lay off a large number of employees. There would be many factories that could not survive.
It is indeed a good choice to cooperate with Kyoto Daily Chemical Factory, but it is definitely more reliable to sign the profit-sharing contract by yourself.
In addition, you should also go and take a look at the two courtyard houses and two shops that have just been acquired. At this time, many state-owned factories will be entangled with personal real estate, and there are also many people who occupy the courtyard houses and are unwilling to move out.
Deputy Commander Liao would definitely not buy houses without clear procedures when buying these places for her, but she never went there and didn't find someone to look after them, so problems would arise over time.
Seeing that Lin Qingqing didn't refuse immediately, Song Yiyuan said softly, "It just so happens that my grandfather wants to meet you. He's very old, and I'm the only unmarried person in the family. He's worried about me now, and he has a bad heart. I guess he can't sleep or eat well because he's worried about me every day."
He knew that Lin Qingqing was a person with a cold exterior but a warm heart. As long as he didn't force things upon her and spoke softly and kindly, there shouldn't be any problems.
So he brought up his grandfather to soften Qingqing's heart.
Lin Qingqing glanced at Song Yiyuan. It was not impossible to agree to let him go to Kyoto, but she couldn't agree to it right away to prevent him from dying.
Besides, it would take some time to get the medicine at the base, and it would take at least a week before she could find time.
"Let me think about it."
Lin Qingqing was indifferent.
Song Yiyuan chuckled: "Okay."
As long as you don't reject it directly, there is hope.
He had already vaguely figured out Lin Qingqing's temperament and style of doing things.
The two of them sat side by side, feeling the mountain breeze, and neither of them spoke a word as they felt the tranquility of the present moment.
After a while, the couple who were in the shed just now also came down the mountain.
They saw Song Yiyuan and the other person resting here, and knew that they were deliberately leaving space for them.
The gay man said goodbye to the two of them warmly and threw a few White Rabbit milk candies to Song Yiyuan.
Song Yiyuan gave them all to Lin Qingqing, and the two sat for a while.
It’s half past four, and it’s about time to go down the mountain to get the photos.
Song Yiyuan: "Let's go. It should be 4:50 when we get down the mountain."
Lin Qingqing tucked a strand of hair blown by the wind behind her ear, stood up, turned around, picked up her bag and walked down the mountain.
Suddenly her left hand was taken up, and Song Yiyuan held her hand with his slightly rough palm.
"I'll be in front, and you take the pressure off me."
Lin Qingqing didn't pull her hand back and followed him down the mountain.
Twenty minutes later, the two reached the foot of the mountain, where more and more people began to gather.
Song Yiyuan was still holding her hand.
Lin Qingqing patted Song Yiyuan's hand. He turned back in shock: "What's wrong?"
Lin Qingqing looked down at the two people shaking hands.
Song Yiyuan followed his gaze and a tender smile appeared on his face.
He raised his chin and nodded at a couple in front of them with their backs to them. "Look, they're holding hands too. Holding hands is the way to go in the park."
Lin Qingqing glared at Song Yiyuan. His expression, which had been quite gentle just now, suddenly turned cold, and he looked in one direction with icy eyes.
Lin Qingqing followed his gaze.
There were a few gay men arm in arm, their eyes kept looking at him. After being glanced at by Song Yiyuan, they all turned their heads away quickly.
Lin Qingqing: “…” What kind of petty-mindedness is this?
She let Song Yiyuan lead the way. The car was just across the street anyway, so it would only take two more minutes at most.
At this time, Song Yiyuan deliberately slowed down his pace.
He turned around and asked Lin Qingqing: "Don't you feel tired?"
Lin Qingqing: "Much better."
Song Yiyuan: "I'm so tired, my legs are tired, I have to walk slower."
Lin Qingqing: “…”
Seeing Song Yiyuan gradually getting tired, his steps were even slower than hers.
She was really angry and amused, and pulled Song Yiyuan quickly towards the car.
Song Yiyuan was afraid that Lin Qingqing would feel pain in her arm from pulling, so he immediately adjusted his pace and walked over to her shoulder.
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