Ning Yuan felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and nodded groggily.
She suddenly seemed to remember something and grabbed his collar: "You...you worked in the fields all day...I still have to start the fire and cook...I still have to go to the fields..."
Rong Zhaonan smiled, his voice deep and gentle: "No rush, it's still early, wife, go to sleep."
The fields outside the window were bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, with wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys.
The evening breeze gently caressed the morning glories on the windowsill, and the air was filled with the familiar scents of grass, trees, and mint.
Ning Yuan leaned against Rong Zhaonan's chest, feeling a rare sense of peace.
Listening to his steady, strong heartbeat, she gradually drifted off to sleep...
Rong Zhaonan looked down at Ning Yuan in his arms and gently stroked her face.
His deep eyes held a tender look, and his voice was cool and melancholic: "...Goodnight, my love."
...
Ning Yuan woke up from her dream, her head still a little dizzy, and she could still feel the man's warm and gentle scent lingering in her nose.
“Rong Zhaonan…” She lazily opened her eyes, but was suddenly startled the next second.
What came into view was a completely unfamiliar scene—
The pure white French lace curtains swayed gently in the light sea breeze.
Instead of the paper windows of a cowshed hut in the countryside.
The flowers planted on the windowsill are exquisite and expensive; they are imported Austin roses from England, carefully tended by servants and gardeners.
Instead of the cheap and rampant morning glory.
There were no fields of small villages outside the window, but rather a shimmering sea...
Of course, there was no figure in my dream of someone holding me and coaxing me to sleep.
Ning Yuan was somewhat dazed, staring blankly at the ceiling, her slender, trembling hand gently touching the pattern on the silk quilt.
It is smooth and slightly cool, delicate like skin, unlike the thick and rough old cotton quilt in the small house.
He vanished from her dream without warning, as if he had never been in it at all.
Ning Yuan closed her eyes, tears silently sliding down her pillow, soaking the silk pillowcase. She chuckled self-deprecatingly.
"Oh."
Why did I dream about him again...?
Is it because you saw Zhou Yan and Cha Meiling yesterday?
"Knock knock knock!" A knocking sound came from the doorway.
Ning Yuan took a deep breath, composed herself, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and walked to the door to open it.
The maid respectfully said at the door, "Seventh Miss, Miss Peishan called and said she has something important to report to you."
She nodded: "I understand, you can go ahead and get back to work."
After the maid left, Ning Yuan picked up the phone, making her voice sound calm: "Peishan, what is it?"
Pei-Shan spoke quickly on the other end of the phone, her words tinged with embellishment.
Pei-Shan's familiar, capable voice came through the microphone: "Seventh Miss, there are three things I need to report to you."
Ning Yuan frowned slightly, leaning against the armrest of the dark red velvet sofa: "Speak."
Peishan: "The first thing is that the payment from the United States just arrived, $320,000. Micron was very satisfied after inspecting the goods. The products were of high quality and low price, exceeding their initial expectations."
Ning Yuan gripped the microphone tightly. In 1982, US$320,000 was equivalent to HK$800,000!
Although this money is still a loss compared to my initial investment!
But Micron's feedback is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for Ning Yuan right now!
She almost couldn't help but cheer, but years of experience quickly calmed her down, her tone becoming more relaxed: "Very good, I understand. What's the second thing?"
Even the usually composed Pei-Shan couldn't help but sound excited—
"The second thing is that Micron has placed a second order worth $650,000! They also said that if we can guarantee the quality and delivery time, there will be even more orders in the future!"
Ning Yuan finally couldn't help but clench her fist and pump it, a huge weight lifted from her heart: "That's great!"
Since her rebirth, she has walked on thin ice with every step she takes, from collecting mountain products in the village to setting up a street stall in a small county town, and then opening a company in Hong Kong.
But the hardships of starting a business in the electronics industry far exceeded her expectations.
Technical difficulties, funding shortages, and a lack of talent... these are far beyond what we used to face when we were just reselling low-tech clothing and electronic products!
Each problem felt like a mountain, pressing down on her and making it hard for her to breathe.
She invested almost all of her working capital earned over the years into the factory to buy equipment and poached semiconductor engineers from Texas Instruments to work for the Hong Kong government at three times the salary.
Then, shamelessly using Li Dashao's connections, he got in touch with another leading American semiconductor company, Micron.
It took a lot of money to persuade the other party's manager before we finally secured a small order.
Yes, there is no crime of bribery in Europe and America because there is a perfectly legitimate excuse for spending money to bribe someone – “lobbying expenses”.
Today, Micron's orders are like a ray of dawn, illuminating her path forward.
This means her company is finally on the right track, and it also means she's getting closer to her goal—
They are one step closer to becoming the king of top-tier semiconductor foundries.
Ning Yuan suppressed her excitement and tried to keep her voice calm: "Very good, Pei Shan, what's the third thing?"
Pei-shan's tone was also smiling: "The third thing is that the personnel and procedures for the business trip that you asked me to prepare have been completed, and we can cross the border from Luohu to Shenzhen tomorrow."
"Have everything been arranged in Shenzhen?" Ning Yuan confirmed.
“Yes, Miss Seven. The relevant departments in Shenzhen are ready to receive you and the inspection can begin at any time,” Pei-shan replied.
Ning Yuan nodded in satisfaction, a happy smile playing on her lips: "Peishan, I trust you to handle things. Thank you for your hard work this time. When we get back from Shenzhen, I'll arrange a celebration banquet and give everyone red envelopes."
Pei-shan said modestly, "It's all thanks to Miss Seven's excellent teaching."
After hanging up the phone, Ning Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief. The anxiety and pressure of the past few days seemed to vanish with these good news items, and the gloom brought by the dream also dissipated.
She made a few more phone calls to arrange some things.
After doing all that, she got up and went to the dressing room to get her clothes, preparing to wash up and go to the factory.
She looked in the mirror, having just washed her face and tidied her hair, when she froze.
Her eyes were red and swollen, and tear stains were clearly visible, which was all expected.
But besides her eyes, her lips also seemed a little swollen?!
It felt like I'd really been kissed...
Ning Yuan was stunned for a while. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly walked to the window, opened it abruptly, and began to check.
There were no unusual footprints near the window.
The Austin roses planted on the windowsill were still being carefully tended and cared for, just as they had been yesterday, without any signs of being trampled.
Not a single leaf fell.
Ning Yuan stood there for a while, somewhat dazed, as sunlight fell on her eyelids.
After being stunned for a while, she gave a self-deprecating smile and touched her forehead.
What exactly is she hoping for...?
Do I hope that person will climb in through the window, just like I remember?
That's ridiculous.
I guess I bit myself because I felt unwell in my dream...
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