Chapter Thirty-Eight: Let's Tear Off the Mask



Hua Kai shook her head helplessly and said, "You can't talk about ice with a summer insect. I really have nothing to say to someone like you. Remember, don't mess with me in the future. I hate trouble, but I have a strong desire for revenge."

After saying that, she turned around, intending to go back to the classroom. After all, she and Zhou Xinrui had fallen out, and she couldn't drag Zhang Miao into it. There was no need for Zhang Miao to get involved in this mess. Her own bed was upstairs, and it wouldn't be convenient for her to go up, so she might as well go back to the classroom to study.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Miao was standing right behind Hua Kai. When Hua Kai turned around, he said, "Hua Kai, let me treat you to a soda. The sour smell in this room is too strong."

Hua Kai smiled at Zhang Miao, knowing that this girl was truly worth befriending: "Okay, then I won't stand on ceremony." With that, she took Zhang Miao's arm and they went out together.

Zhou Xinrui snorted: "They're all country bumpkins, what are they pretending for?"

Wang Lingling was in an awkward position at this moment. She was also from the countryside and wanted to interact more with city people in order to broaden her horizons. Also, as her father said, she believed that associating with capable people would make her capable as well. After all, if something really happened in the city, these rural people couldn't help much, but having a friend in the city would always be useful.

But listening to Zhou Xinrui's words, she felt sad, but there was nothing she could do. She had to endure the injustice because of her humble background.

Hua Kai and Zhang Miao had already left the dormitory.

As they walked, Hua Kai said to Zhang Miao, "Thank you for being willing to stand by my side at this time."

Zhang Miao said, "That's how friends should be. Although we haven't known each other for long, I admire your character. I wouldn't even look at someone like Zhou Xinrui."

Hua Kai laughed and joked, "I admire you too. We can be considered kindred spirits, right?"

Zhang Miao laughed too: "Fine, after all, we're both on the side of justice."

The two laughed and went to a small shop near the school gate, where they drank two bottles of soda.

Zhang Miao insisted on paying, and Hua Kai didn't try hard to pay either, thinking that there was still a long road ahead and she wouldn't let her friend down.

Afterwards, Hua Kai told Zhang Miao not to tell Li Xiang and Zhang Weifang about what happened today, so as not to cause any division of labor and affect the atmosphere in the dormitory.

Zhang Miao understood the meaning of the flowers blooming and agreed with it.

Zhou Xinrui went home that evening, not to her dorm. She was still troubled by what had happened that day, so she was hesitant to face Hua Kai.

Everyone else acted normally, but Wang Lingling felt awkward. She didn't dare to say anything and went to bed early, saying she had a headache and wanted to sleep.

Saturday afternoon arrived quickly. There was no evening self-study session on Saturday afternoon, which was two fewer classes than usual, and students from other places could go home.

We still only have one day off per week. The two-day weekend started in 1995. However, some high school students live in remote rural areas with limited transportation, so the last weekend of each month is a two-day weekend. This was to prepare for students who live far away and have difficulty going back home. They only get one day off on weekdays, and even those who live nearby don't necessarily go every week.

Although Hua Kai's home is not far away and it's convenient for her to go back, she won't be going back this week. She's only been here for two days, so there's no need to make a fuss. She told Fang Xu in advance that he doesn't need to wait for her to leave together.

Zhang Miao and Li Xiang both went home today, not to mention Zhou Xinrui, who even took her clothes home for her mother to wash.

So only Hua Kai, Zhang Weifang, and Wang Lingling remained in the dormitory.

Wang Lingling was actually a little afraid of Hua Kai, and since she was on Zhou Xinrui's side, she didn't dare to talk to Hua Kai much. Of course, Hua Kai didn't pay much attention to her either.

Zhang Weifang is naturally introverted, so that evening, Huakai had time to think about her own things.

She sat on her bed, thinking about her past life when she majored in environmental art and dreamed of designing a villa area like a garden, where she would live in the best location and spend her free time sitting on the swing in the yard, cuddling her cat and basking in the sun.

These were dreams in a past life, but they may come true in this life.

This time, she plans to study architecture in college. In her previous life, she majored in environmental art, but minored in architectural design to broaden her future career options. During college, she also made a lot of money by drawing interior and exterior renderings for others.

In this life, I can go to university and major in architectural design and minor in environmental art. I can handle environmental art myself, as long as I get the certificate. But I still need to study architectural design in more depth, since my previous life's knowledge is not enough.

With such a promising future for the real estate industry, becoming a tycoon like herself is not a dream. In the future, she can not only build villas in the city, but also develop her career in the province, or even go to Beijing. Thinking about this, she felt incredibly happy.

However, we can't rush these things now. We need to accumulate capital first. Tomorrow, I'll go out and see how to make money quickly. Once I have money and experience, I can start researching buying land and developing real estate. After all, this business is not as simple as opening a small shop or factory.

That night, Huakai slept soundly, filled with hope for the future.

The next morning, she said goodbye to Zhang Weifang and went out.

Walking on the streets of the city, looking at the shops on both sides, you can see that they still have a sense of history.

The hair salon windows were covered with posters, simply displaying the words "perm" with arrows, and there were neon lights at the entrance.

The restaurant signs are simple, like "Dumpling Restaurant" or "Snack Bar," and they don't have much of a unique feature.

In the bustling area in front of the station, the hotels and restaurants were still state-owned.

There aren't many high-rise buildings yet, and not many private cars on the road; there are more people riding bicycles.

She walked around and then took a car to the department store. The store had a full range of products, but she couldn't find a way to make money that suited her.

She had considered the clothing business, but she didn't want to sell designs, as that would easily lead to a creative block. Instead, she thought it would be better to save up enough money in the future, use her avant-garde ideas from her previous life to create a brand, and then hire designers to create designs, since she wasn't a professional in the field herself.

To be honest, she still prefers to find a way to make money that is related to her major. This way, she can not only make money, but also start to explore the industry as soon as possible. After all, this is the career she wants to fight for, and she wants to take it one step at a time, rather than doing things haphazardly.

After leaving the department store, she walked along the road until she reached the edge of a newly built residential area. After inquiring, she learned that the area was a housing complex for government employees.

At this moment, she suddenly had an inspiration. Government families were not badly well-off, and people at this time began to pay attention to their living standards. However, there was not much understanding of interior design in China at that time. Most families only differentiated themselves by the quality of their furniture, and the decoration of their homes was basically the same.

Starting interior design now would be a great direction, and it requires no capital. There's no computer-generated graphics yet, so your hand-drawn sketches are definitely an advantage. You can design for them, from the hard furnishings to the soft furnishings, and earning tens or hundreds of dollars from one house wouldn't be a problem.

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