Grandpa Tang patiently explained to her the benefits of studying economics at Fudan University.
Firstly, Grandpa Tang had acquaintances in Shanghai and at Fudan University, although some of his former students had long since become his enemies.
But there were also some people who never harmed Grandpa Tang; those were his connections and opportunities.
If she wants to do business, it has to be in Shanghai, Guangdong, or Beijing.
She would absolutely not consider Beijing right now, although Shanghai was not as directly opened up as the Guangdong Special Economic Zone at the beginning.
But it will be the most important financial center in the country in the future, and even now it is one of the places with the best economic conditions in the country.
No matter what you sell there, you're not worried about the market.
Once the ports in Guangdong Province opened, she became a middleman, bringing goods from there to Shanghai to sell.
She can speak Cantonese, which is an advantage!
After thinking it over for a long time, Ning Yuan realized that after several years of university, Shanghai was indeed a better place for her to develop than Guangzhou in Guangdong Province!
Another point is...
A glint flashed in her eyes.
Ningnan is very close to Guangdong Province, and it seems that Rong Zhaonan has work to do here, meaning his activities will mainly take place in Guangdong and Guangxi.
They had such a bad falling out, so it's good for them to keep some distance now.
After all, distance makes the heart grow fonder. If we don't see each other, our feelings may grow distant, but time will heal all the unpleasantness.
Ning Yuan lowered her eyes and sighed inwardly.
He probably doesn't want to see her either... It's been almost two months, and he hasn't said a single word to her.
Thinking of those eyes that had turned unusually cold as they looked at her, Ning Yuan unconsciously clenched the money in her hand.
When Ou Minglang learned that Ning Yuan was going to study in Shanghai, he was overjoyed: "I'll be in the English Department at Jiaotong University! I'll take you around Shanghai then!"
Ning Yuan was taken aback. Wasn't Ou Minglang later a pilot?
She asked calmly, "Why did you decide to study English at Jiaotong University?"
"Jiaotong University only started recruiting English majors this year. My English is too bad. My family hopes that I can learn English well so that I can be sent abroad to the West in the future—to learn from the barbarians and use their superior skills to subdue them!"
Ou Minglang lowered his beautiful almond-shaped eyes and coughed lightly.
Actually, he was too embarrassed to say it, partly because he was hurt by Ning Yuan's better English than his own.
Ning Yuan looked at Ou Minglang with mixed feelings. After all, he came from a diplomatic family and had a different perspective.
Yes, there are still ten years left. When the Iron Curtain ends and Russian declines, speaking English will give us more opportunities to access advanced Western technologies and bring them back!
Ou Minglang was delighted that his good friend wouldn't have to be separated from him. While making sparkling water, he started planning to take Ning Yuan to try some local specialties from her hometown.
"I'll take you to the Bund, and then I'll take you to eat squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, crab roe, and butter cake. They're so delicious!"
Seeing his happy expression, Ning Yuan smiled, her bright, dark eyes crinkling into a smile: "Okay!"
The joy of innocent young people is always contagious!
Not far away, a military jeep drove by. Old Xu glanced at the man reading documents in the back seat and asked, "Are you going to see your sister-in-law?"
Rong Zhaonan didn't even lift his thin, beautiful eyelids as he flipped through the documents in his hand, saying indifferently, "No need."
Old Xu sighed inwardly. Last time, the team leader got off the bus without hesitation; this time…
He shook his head inwardly and drove away.
...
Drinks sold very well on Sundays during summer vacation; by noon, Ning Yuan had sold out all the sparkling water.
Ou Minglang helped her pack her things: "I have something to do, I need to go home first!"
“Okay, I’ll also take the tricycle and this jar to the guesthouse for Brother Zhang.” Ning Yuan smiled.
The two waved goodbye and went their separate ways, neither of them noticing a thin figure staring venomously at Ning Yuan's back.
"You seem to be having a really good time. You must be really looking forward to going to university... Why should you?"
She murmured softly, then turned and disappeared into the crowd.
Unaware of what was happening, Ning Yuan rode her tricycle to the county guesthouse.
She gave Zhang Er her secondhand tricycle and other odds and ends.
Brother Zhang ordered a lot of dishes and ate with the deliverymen Manhua and Huazi: "Our Xiaoning is going to university, so it's my treat today!"
Manhua could see Ningyuan every other weekend. Knowing that Ningyuan was going to study in Shanghai, she was very reluctant to let her go and sent Ningyuan a lot of fried rice and mountain products that Ningyuan had made.
Not only her, but the old Party Secretary and Aunt Fang also slaughtered chickens and ducks for her, brought her lots of delicious food, and even managed to scrape together national grain coupons for her from who-knows-where.
With the job of supplying mountain products to several units in the county town, the living standards of the families in the village who participated in hunting have improved considerably.
The old Party Secretary and his colleagues were even more grateful to Ning Yuan, and naturally, they were very generous with their gifts.
Besides this good news, Manhua also excitedly told Ningyuan—
"The households in our village that have implemented the household responsibility system are all working incredibly hard. Judging by this momentum, we're sure to have a bumper harvest in October!"
For rural people, food is their lifeline; nothing is more joyful and something to be proud of than a bumper harvest in the fields!
Ning Yuan was pleased: "Did no one sabotage or report this behind my back?"
Hua Zi said earnestly to Ning Yuan, "Don't worry, my dad has people keeping a close eye on those troublemakers, including that Aunt Wang, who caused trouble before!"
Ning Yuan was relieved: "That's good!"
She thought for a moment and said to Hua Zi, Man Hua, and Zhang Er, "In the future, when I go to Shanghai, I will still be doing business. We should keep in touch. If anything happens, call me by telegram!"
Sister Manhua is shrewd and calculating, Brother Zhang is quick-witted, and Brother Hua is down-to-earth. They each have their strengths, but they are all kind-hearted people.
If she can actually close the deal, they are all trustworthy and reliable people.
Manhua was someone Ning Yuan had personally mentored and had been in business for half a year. She immediately understood Ning Yuan's meaning and nodded without hesitation: "I'll send you local specialties later!"
Zhang Er's eyes lit up, and he smiled, "If you need anything, just tell me."
Ning Yuan, that little girl, has some talent and wealth!
Everyone enjoyed lunch.
Zhang Er then rode his tricycle to help Ning Yuan carry the things the villagers had given her back to her yard before leaving.
Grandma Xia and Grandpa Tang weren't home; they went to the department store to buy things.
Ning Yuan locked the courtyard gate, humming a little tune, picked up a basin of warm water with a towel, went into the room, hung her small bag on the shelf by the door, and then began to take off her clothes.
On a hot day, taking a shower and then taking a refreshing nap is one of life's greatest pleasures.
She had just taken off her bra when she suddenly heard a cold voice behind her: "Have you taken your clothes off enough?"
Ning Yuan screamed in fright and turned around abruptly: "Who!"
Turning her head, she saw someone sitting at the desk by the window!
She was stunned, her face instantly turning red. She hurriedly grabbed her clothes to cover herself, asking, "You...when did you get back? Why didn't you make a sound in your room?"
When did he... when did he come back? He looks like a ghost!
Rong Zhaonan closed the file in his hand, not intending to answer her. He didn't even glance at her, not even lifting his eyelids: "I have something to tell you. Put your clothes on."
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