A lonely person meets a lonely man.
The following year, Li Guorong saw Lin Shaocheng off on his flight to study abroad. With the exchange rate of about 1:10 between the US dollar and the RMB, she wanted to work hard to support Lin Shaocheng. Lin Shaocheng said that he would work part-time. He was too busy with his studies to have time to work. He had heard that discrimination was severe abroad and he probably wouldn't earn much money.
Originally, Lin Shaocheng planned to study for a master's degree for only two years, but later he had the opportunity to pursue a doctorate, so he decided to study for a few more years. Each time, the airfare cost more than 10,000 RMB, so Lin Shaocheng could only go back once a year.
"Hello, Director Li, hello, Director Li." Li Guorong greeted the workers in the factory with a smile. Now, there are more and more private businesses, and many foreigners are investing in the mainland. Her chili oil has entered almost all large supermarkets and is selling well throughout the country.
Li Guoliang was eating imported chocolate that Lin Shaocheng had bought for Li Guorong in the factory director's office.
Li Guorong's face showed a hint of anger. "Didn't I tell you not to come into my office to play? And this package, who told you to open it?"
Li Guoliang made a face. "Second sister, I told you not to hide the key in the door frame, but you didn't listen to me."
Li Guorong rolled her eyes, opened the letter and read it carefully. After a while, a faint blush appeared on her face. Since Lin Shaocheng went abroad, he has become more and more prone to saying such inappropriate things. She would teach him a lesson when he came back.
Li Guoliang, dressed in a stylish denim jacket, said, "Sister, I want to make money with you. I don't want to go to school anymore."
Li Guorong stood up and took a piece of foreign chocolate. "Now they require at least a junior high school education, and the requirements will only get higher in the future. Only by studying hard can we have a future."
Li Guoliang cursed his second sister in his heart. His eldest sister and second brother hadn't even graduated from elementary school, and his second sister's husband hadn't accomplished anything despite all these years of studying. His Chinese medicine factory was barely surviving.
Li Guorong called her driver, Xiao Wang, and prepared to go out to discuss cooperation with foreign import supermarkets. If they could get into this supermarket, her chili oil would be considered an international brand. Thinking of Lin Shaocheng's words about feeling nauseous from eating tasteless food abroad, she felt heartbroken.
At the largest hotel in Shenzhen, a foreigner across the street was accompanied by a group of secretaries. Li Guorong signaled for the dishes to be served: a plate of pasta, sandwiches, fried rice, and salad with Li Dajie's sauce, along with other proper Chinese dishes.
Smith didn't eat any other Chinese dishes. He first tried a bite of fried rice. The rice, with a hint of spiciness from the chili oil, was irresistible. The sandwich also had a unique flavor.
Smith nodded, picked up a piece of fried chicken, dipped it in Sister Li's sauce, and said it had a Mexican flavor. He had sent someone to inspect Li Guorong's factory, and it was indeed clean and met the standards. He then spoke in fluent English.
The narrator said, "We will conduct random checks on the goods on the market, and if they meet our hygiene requirements and microbiological standards, they can be put on the shelves."
Li Guorong asked, "I heard that the products you list can be sold globally."
Smith then spoke in a foreign language, and the translator next to him said, "It will be launched simultaneously in the United States, and the price is expected to rise significantly. If sales are not good, it may be taken off the shelves."
Li Guorong was relieved. As long as it was on the shelves for two years, Lin Shaocheng would be able to eat his own chili oil.
"Lin Shaocheng, you have a phone call." Another roommate called out to Lin Shaocheng.
Lin Shaocheng rushed downstairs, shouting, "Guorong!"
Li Guorong's voice was full of excitement, "The chili oil from home is about $4 a jar at your local supermarket. Don't be stingy, I've transferred $2,000 to your card."
Lin Shaocheng gripped the phone tightly. "I miss you so much."
Hearing his words, Li Guorong's eyes welled up with tears. "I miss you so much too." Thinking of his eldest brother's two children and his second brother's son, he said, "When are you coming back? Let's have a baby."
Lin Shaocheng's ears turned red and hot. He really wanted to go home. During his studies abroad, he faced discrimination and high prices. If it weren't for Guorong's increasingly successful business supporting him, he wouldn't have been able to become a doctor. Although he studied business and finance, which couldn't compare to physics and chemistry, it broadened his horizons.
Lin Shaocheng's soft laughter crept through the receiver, sending a jolt through Li Guorong's legs. She said coquettishly, "What are you laughing at?"
"I will study hard and finish my degree as soon as possible so I can go back home." Lin Shaocheng's gentle voice surprised the classmates who were used to his cold demeanor.
Li Guorong's face was also flushed. Hearing a knock at the door, he said, "Someone needs to ask me for a favor. Let's talk on Friday."
Cui Fanghua is now the factory's accountant, Li Guorong's second brother is the factory's sales manager, the eldest brother and sister-in-law grow chili peppers and produce chili peppers and rapeseed oil in their hometown, which is equivalent to the factory's purchasing department, and the eldest sister and brother-in-law manage the factory's production line to produce quality chili oil.
The accountant has always been the factory director's right-hand woman. Cui Fanghua is quick-witted, thoughtful, and sweet-talking. The relationship between Li Guorong and Cui Fanghua is becoming more and more harmonious. Cui Fanghua is wearing a blue patchwork dress, black high heels, and stockings that cover her ankles. Money really can support people. If you didn't know better, you would think she was a pampered young lady.
Cui Fanghua smiled slightly, "Little sister, I saw some new dresses on the street, red ones that look really good on you. And there are also new stockings. Let's go shopping together."
Li Guorong carried a small bag and immediately noticed Cui Fanghua's dress. Now there was almost nothing for her to worry about in the factory. She controlled the important matters and could earn money by simply walking around the various departments every day.
"Let's go."
The street runs from south to north, with small shops about 10 square meters each. The first few shops have discounted clothes hanging on their doors, and inside, there are rows of jeans in different styles and colors. There are also several shirts, all of which are knock-offs of the latest Hong Kong movies. Further inside, there are new dresses, making it dazzling to look at.
Li Guorong picked out the red graphic-patterned dress, "How much is this?"
200.
Li Guorong rolled his eyes. "They're all locals, so give me an honest price."
Cui Fanghua, who was standing next to her, nodded in agreement, "I just bought it, the shopkeeper can't raise the price so quickly."
The boss could only offer a price slightly above cost. Her mother was currently running the family snack shop, and she was tired of shopping and watching movies every day. Cui Fanghua observed Li Guorong's expression and said, "Little sister, a new skating rink and disco have opened in the city. Let's go check it out."
Li Guorong's eyes lit up. In the past few years, when the economy was not developing, she was busy with her own career and had no time to play. She passed the time by buying clothes and watching movies. Lin Shaocheng also had no time to accompany her. Now it's different. The economy has developed and the entertainment industry has also developed. She has time and money to spend. In her previous life, when she was young, her favorite things were dancing and ice skating.
"Go ahead, I'm the best at ice skating."
Cui Fanghua praised, "Little sister, you're really amazing. I've only ever heard of ice skating, but I've never been to one."
In this era, skating rinks aren't actually on ice; they're concrete platforms laid out underneath. Skating with roller skates is called roller skating, and skating on ice is also called ice skating. They're a popular dating spot for idle young people and wealthy people.
The entrance was marked with large, colorful characters that read "Yimin Ice Rink." Upon entering, the two were required to pay a 5 yuan entrance fee. This 5 yuan was a considerable expense for an ordinary family, but Li Guorong took out a 10 yuan bill and asked, "Is there any way to get a discount?"
The gatekeeper was a beautiful woman. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "If you want a monthly pass, it's 120 yuan a month, and you can enter repeatedly on a single day. A six-month pass is 650 yuan, and an annual pass is 1000 yuan. Which one do you want?"
Li Guorong pulled out his small wallet and said, "I'll get a six-month membership."
The saleswoman smiled broadly, her eyes crinkling, and pulled out a padlock. "You can store things in the cabinet in front."
Li Guorong picked out a pair of clean, relatively new pink roller skates from a pile of small-sized women's shoes, tied the straps tightly, bent his knees slightly, and began to skate smoothly.
Cui Fanghua, who was standing next to her, held onto the shelf and said, "Little sister, why do I keep slipping?"
Seeing her embarrassed look, Li Guorong laughed and went over to help her. "Lean your body forward slightly and use the front of your waist to propel your legs."
Cui Fanghua lost her footing and clung tightly to Li Guorong. After a long struggle, they finally reached the ice rink. Li Guorong's patience had long since worn off. He placed Cui Fanghua's hand on the railing, then kicked off with all his might, sliding into the rink like a fish. His red top, belt, and tight-fitting jeans made him stand out even in this fashionable city. Several men stared intently at Li Guorong, the various neon lights above flickering, making his delicate face appear even more beautiful.
Cui Fanghua watched Li Guorong flutter around in the pool like a butterfly, while she could only slowly glide along holding onto the railing. She called out, "Guorong, can you teach me?"
Li Guorong was a little tired from playing, so he stopped spinning around and hurried towards Cui Fanghua.
On the other side of the pool, a man about 180 cm tall with large muscles turned his head and looked at the two women. He was standing upright in the pool, rollerblading, and his every move revealed his past experience in the military.
Another shorter man next to him asked, "Which girl have you got your eye on?" He then gave a lewd smile.
The two leaned against the railing, and the taller man said, "I think I hear a familiar name."
The short man replied, "Didn't you say that the factory in the suburbs, called Sister Li's Chili Factory, is owned by your fellow townsman? It's not surprising to hear that. Are you going there to build connections? I heard that their chili sauce is even sold overseas. They're really impressive."
The tall man wanted to go, but thinking about the conflict he had with the Li family, he realized he only had his demobilization pay and no job offer. The dance hall had just opened, so how could he face Li Guorong?
"The factory manager is a woman. Her husband is abroad all year round. He has tons of money. It's so nice to be a gigolo. I heard she's pretty."
The tall man's hand tightened slightly as he wiped the railing. His military life, compared to the meager days in the village, had made him taller and stronger, and more confident. If he met Lin Shaocheng now, he was confident he wouldn't be any worse than him.
"Go ahead and slide, you're just taking up space standing there." The tall man pushed off and slid a long way.
Li Guorong pulled Cui Fanghua along and slowly skated, saying, "Okay, that's it, I'm going to let go now."
Upon hearing the release, Cui Fanghua's legs suddenly sprang to life, causing her to stumble forward, crying out, "Help!"
Li Guorong was tackled and was about to fall flat on his face.
A pair of strong hands supported her lower back.
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