Rong Zhaonan's face was cold. He didn't say a word, but reached out to help her close her clothes.
Then, he started buttoning her clothes one by one: "Don't worry about this, I'll handle it."
Ning Yuan was taken aback, a warm feeling flowing through her heart.
No one in either of her lives had ever told her anything like that, telling her not to worry and that he would handle it.
She raised her hand and gently placed it on the back of his hand: "Thank you, Rong Zhaonan, but you can't always be there to help me solve my problems. As long as I want to do business, I will always encounter problems."
In her past life, her good temper and patience stemmed from her desire to avoid trouble and problems.
Because most of the time, she was already exhausted from taking care of her elderly parents and young children in her marriage.
No one could help her solve or share the burden of the problem.
But if you decide to take the path of life and venture into society, you're bound to encounter troubles and challenges.
All human anger stems from a sense of powerlessness.
Therefore, we must change our mindset and treat every trouble as an opportunity to learn and grow. What good is anger?
“I always need to learn from pain and anger so that I know how to handle the same thing in the future,” Ning Yuan said calmly.
Rong Zhaonan looked at the petite girl in front of him, his gaze deepening.
That strange feeling that she was an older sister to him returned.
His narrow eyes were deep and unfathomable: "Then you should entrust this matter to me. Learning to use people with advantages to achieve your goals is the most important thing you should learn in doing business."
Ning Yuan was taken aback: "You want me... to use you?"
Are there really people in this world who enjoy being taken advantage of?
Rong Zhaonan slowly buttoned up the last button of her collar: "You're right, I really can't be by your side all the time."
His trip to Shanghai was somewhat coincidental, as his target was about to arrive in Shanghai soon.
Rong Zhaonan lifted her face, making her look at him—
"But whether I'm your man or just your friend, now that I'm here, you should be thinking about how to use me."
"Just like when I used you to shield me from those red armbands who were making things difficult for me."
Rong Zhaonan narrowed his eyes: "A lone wolf cannot form an army. Sometimes, if you want to win a war, you can't rely on yourself alone. You have to be good at adapting and making use of everything and everyone that can be used for you."
He found that her speech and mindset were sometimes unusually calm for someone her age and environment.
However, she was too "independent," especially towards him.
Ning Yuan was silent for a while: "Ordinary friends don't let others take advantage of them. It's not easy to repay favors."
Rong Zhaonan said calmly, "Then show us your value!"
"The relationship between people is that they become friends or collaborators by using each other's value and providing each other with opportunities. That's how friendships are formed."
Rong Zhaonan paused for a moment: "If you want to put it nicely, you could also call it—a great friendship."
Ning Yuan was silent for a moment: "Good friends don't need to be like this."
Rong Zhaonan suddenly chuckled: "What, how many close friends can you have in your life? Aren't they all just friends for a certain period of time?"
Ning Yuan fell silent: "..."
Young Master Rong is still so young, yet he understands some things better than she, who has lived two lifetimes.
So he was a big shot in both his lives.
Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow: "So, are we friends? What kind of friendship?"
Rong Zhaonan looked at the person in front of him, then suddenly raised an eyebrow and smiled with a cool and wicked air: "Of course it counts. Friendships formed in bed are more likely to last."
Ning Yuan: "..."
Life is unpredictable, like a large intestine wrapped around a small intestine—a serious demeanor lasts no more than three seconds before Boss Rong turns into a dog.
...
After being examined by the policewoman, Ning Yuan left the police station soon after, accompanied by Yan Yangyang and Chu Hongyu.
Upon hearing the news, they rushed to the police station to pick her up.
Chu Hongyu also saw her injury, a cold glint flashing in her charming eyes. After leaving the police station, she suddenly asked.
"Do you need my help?"
Ning Yuan was taken aback; this was the second person to offer to help her today.
Chu Hongyu must have read the transcript; her family is quite influential in Shanghai, and she has connections and resources.
Ning Yuan took her arm and gently shook her head: "Let's go back to the dormitory. I've already taken care of this matter, so don't worry about me."
Yan Yangyang rubbed his fists, his face grim: "Once that bastard gets out of the hospital, let him try not to go back to the dormitory. Otherwise, I'll prepare sacks and sticks, and beat him so badly he'll be sent back to the hospital!"
Ning Yuan: "..."
Chu Hongyu rolled her eyes at Yan Yangyang: "You even know how to put a hood on someone's head so no one will know it was you, you big monkey, who scratched him? You've learned a little self-defense and you've lost your way!"
Yan Yangyang rolled her eyes at Chu Hongyu: "What? Like you, you learned self-defense for a month, but during the big inspection, you were just a spineless coward who had to fake a fall to perform?"
Chu Hongyu was furious: "Who are you calling a spineless coward?!"
Watching her roommates tease each other, Ning Yuan wanted to laugh, but her heart felt warm.
She knew that they were arguing because they were afraid of feeling down, and they were trying to distract themselves by making a ruckus.
Perhaps good friends and confidants are only for a certain period of time, but in that part of their lives, they were true friends, warming each other's lives for a while, and that's enough, isn't it?
The three of them made a ruckus as they returned to their dorm.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw a thin girl with two braids tied behind her ears.
Or rather, he was standing in front of Ning Yuan's lower bunk, still wearing the dress Ning Yuan had originally hung by the bedside, looking in the mirror.
The three of them stopped in their tracks and instinctively glanced at the dormitory door—314.
Yes, this is their dormitory. You didn't go to the wrong place.
"Who are you? Why are you in our dorm?" Yan Yangyang, being straightforward, immediately frowned and glared at her.
As soon as the girl saw them return, she calmly began to take off her skirt, smiling shyly—
"You must be students living in room 314. My name is Ding Lan, and I'm also from the Economics Department, Class 1. I delayed my enrollment by two months because of health issues."
The three of them then remembered that there was another girl in their class who had delayed her enrollment due to illness.
Ning Yuan looked at her dress in the other woman's hand and frowned: "Why did you take my dress?"
She felt a little uncomfortable, or rather, she felt uncomfortable when someone took something of hers without asking.
Ding Lan timidly put the clothes back on Ning Yuan's bed: "I'm sorry, I just thought the clothes were very pretty. My family is poor, and I've never seen such a beautiful dress before."
The three of them then noticed that Ding Lan's figure and height were about the same as Ning Yuan's.
Even her appearance is cute and petite, except that Ning Yuan has bigger eyes and more delicate features.
In the same dormitory, Chu Hongyu was 167 cm tall, and Yan Yangyang was even taller at 172 cm. Even if the dresses they hung up were made of more fashionable materials and styles, Ding Lan couldn't wear them.
Only Ning Yuan's clothes are suitable for Ding Lan to wear.
Ding Lan had already apologized, but Ning Yuan merely frowned slightly and stepped forward to put the dress away.
"I don't like others touching my things without permission. If I want to try something next time, I'll ask someone first."
This is a new dress that Grandpa Tang made for her; she hasn't even worn it herself yet.
Ding Lan's eyes reddened, and she sniffed, "Yes, I know... I'm not worthy..."
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