Ning Yuan inexplicably felt that Young Master Rong was being coquettish, but this word should have nothing to do with him.
Really...
She gently patted the back of his head, then lowered her head and coaxed him softly, "Rong Zhaonan, I really have something to do today. I told you last night, didn't I? How about I stay with you for another half hour?"
The next moment, she felt a heat in her chest, and her soft, tender skin felt like it was being grabbed by a wolf.
Ning Yuan gasped, her round face instantly turning red, and she instinctively reached out to hug his head tightly.
A man's hoarse voice rang out: "An hour?"
Ning Yuan felt her slender ankle being pulled apart by a strong hand, and her legs were separated.
She curled her fingertips, sinking them into the strong muscles of his shoulder, and muttered, "You...you keep your word."
I shouldn't have bothered him this morning; I forgot, men are especially sensitive first thing in the morning.
“I always keep my word. Shall we change positions? Hmm?” He chuckled softly, then unceremoniously flipped over and pulled her onto him.
Ning Yuan froze: "What are you doing?"
Rong Zhaonan narrowed his cool eyes, gripped her small waist and wrists, his breathing hot and heavy: "Have you ever ridden a horse before? I'll teach you?"
Ning Yuan blushed and hesitated for a moment: "..."
Young Master Rong has so many tricks up his sleeve. Where did he learn them from?
Give her back her innocent virginity!
...
By the time Ning Yuan hurriedly arrived at the Huating Road secondhand market, it was almost eleven o'clock.
When she got off the bicycle, she stumbled and almost fell, her little face contorting for a moment.
I did a split while riding a horse! My hip hurts!
"Xiao Ning! I thought you weren't coming!" A middle-aged man's surprised voice suddenly came from behind her, and someone helped her up by the arm.
Ning Yuan turned her head and saw Uncle Qiao's face, who was wearing an old cloth jacket.
"Uncle Qiao," she greeted him somewhat guiltily.
Uncle Qiao looked her up and down with some concern. "Girl, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Ning Yuan immediately shook her head and made an excuse: "No, I was just a little tired from doing a big cleaning this morning."
Uncle Qiao looked pleased: "Young man, it's a good thing to work more."
Ning Yuan said awkwardly, "Uh... why are you waiting for me here?"
Uncle Qiao said earnestly, "I just wanted to invite you to my house to see all the little things I've collected over the years."
Ning Yuan shook her head and gave a helpless smile: "I can't go to your house today, I just came to stop by and see if my grandma's longevity lock is settled. In the future... I probably won't be able to come for a while."
Uncle Joe was stunned. Huh?
He even wanted Ning Yuan to teach him; it was rare to find such a skilled young teacher.
Uncle Qiao couldn't help but frown and ask with concern, "Xiao Ning, what happened at home?"
Ning Yuan parked her bicycle and smiled through her tears: "My grandma and grandpa run a shop selling clothes I import from Guangzhou. Some people are jealous and first they vandalized our shop, so I called the police."
She paused, then sighed, "Later, they reported us for not having a business license, so the shop was shut down, and all the clothes were confiscated. My grandma and grandpa were so worried."
Uncle Qiao was taken aback and looked at Ning Yuan with some complicated feelings: "These days... not having a business license is indeed not in compliance with regulations."
Ning Yuan pulled a long face: "So, the managers in Shanghai aren't as efficient as those in Fujian Province."
She expressed her sadness: "I heard that in April this year, they issued business licenses to people who set up street stalls to make a living, which has led to unscrupulous people running rampant. It's become extremely difficult for us ordinary citizens to make a living."
With such a heavy accusation leveled against him, Uncle Qiao's face flushed slightly: "This... it can't be that bad, can it? Don't your grandpa and grandma have pensions?"
Ning Yuan muttered, "But I'm still a student, and my parents are getting old. Don't they need retirement money? These days, if you're not forced to, who would study and run a self-employed business at the same time?"
Uncle Qiao was speechless, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be deep in thought.
Ning Yuan greeted the vendors while rummaging through the stalls for newly arrived Hetian jade longevity locks, muttering to herself—
"Guests from the Hong Kong government came to visit our school. They said that the Tenth Department Store is going to cooperate with the Hong Kong government to open a shopping mall. If they can do this kind of thing, why can't they give ordinary people a way to make a living? Sigh, my family is in a lot of debt..."
Uncle Qiao was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "When did you apply? I heard that it's already in the final review stage, so maybe your first batch of business licenses will be issued soon."
Ning Yuan glanced at him, delighted: "Really? We were among the first to apply as soon as we heard the news! And it was applied for in my name!"
But the next moment, her face fell: "But that doesn't necessarily mean our family will be included. There must be quite a few people applying."
Uncle Qiao thought for a moment: "I do have a friend who works at the State Administration for Industry and Commerce. Can I ask him for you? If there are no problems with your materials, it should be ready around next week."
Ning Yuan's face instantly lit up with a bright smile: "Thank you. It's good that the higher-ups are pushing this matter forward. I can wait."
Hey, with Uncle Joe's words, the business license issue was resolved smoothly!
"Now that things are looking up in your family, why don't you come over to my place for a visit?" Uncle Qiao asked with a smile.
Ning Yuan shook her head, but was very happy: "I'm going to tell Grandma and Grandpa about this! Next week!"
You can't get carried away and start going to other people's leaders' homes.
Last time she held back and didn't say anything, but this week, when Uncle Qiao asked her himself, she finally answered.
Although Uncle Joe might realize something was amiss upon closer reflection later, he couldn't let the big boss know he had come prepared—
They used all sorts of tricks to urge him to improve administrative efficiency and issue business licenses as soon as possible! Especially hers!
Uncle Qiao looked at the girl in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "Alright, she's a filial daughter. Go back quickly and put your grandparents at ease. She should be able to go next week!"
Xiao Ning had deeply hurt him. Last week, he held meetings with everyone from top to bottom of various departments every day, and even flew to Guangzhou for two days of inspection.
He was severely provoked by his comrades over there, and this conservative couldn't help but become radical.
Ning Yuan smiled and waved to him and the familiar vendors around her: "See you next week!"
She ran back triumphantly, pushing her bike, ready to ride it back to school.
As soon as she lifted her leg to get into the car, her face contorted for a moment.
Oh no, I forgot... Riding a horse for too long makes my hips ache like I'm doing the splits.
If she ever believes what a man says in bed again, she'll slap herself first, then slap him!
Never mind, she's in a good mood today!
...
Ning Yuan rode her bike back to school, grimacing as she did so. She was stopped by someone as soon as she reached the alley behind the school gate.
"Sister Ning!" Two slick-haired young men who looked to be in their late twenties greeted her respectfully.
Ning Yuan looked at them: "So? Any news?"
The young man in the lead said respectfully—
"Yes, Sister Ning, the man left Fudan University at noon and went to the dormitory building you mentioned."
“We had people following him the whole time, and we saw him go in with our own eyes. Then the nanny you mentioned went in with her vegetable basket.”
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