Zhao Qinglan led Ding Yu and the others to Gangcheng.
She first went back to De Guang City, met with her husband and had a meal, and then went directly to the port city.
Li Huai was naturally reluctant to let his wife go back after all this time, only to have her go for more than a month of training.
But he also knew that this opportunity was rare, and even if he was reluctant, he could not stop his wife's progress. Back then, his wife had clearly been admitted to university but ultimately did not go, which meant she had already given up a lot for them.
Upon arriving in the port city, Zhao Qinglan naturally stayed at her aunt's house. If she hadn't insisted on staying at a hotel, Madam Sun would have been angry.
Madam Sun was overjoyed when Zhao Qinglan arrived.
"You can stay in any of the empty rooms in the house. If you need to go out, just find a driver and have him take you. Do you want your aunt to assign you two bodyguards?"
"Auntie, I'll just stay in the same room as last time. As for bodyguards, we don't need them. Ding Yu and the others are with us." She wasn't being polite about the car.
After all, she and Ding Yu were not familiar with Hong Kong, and it would be too troublesome for them to find a car on their own. Since her aunt had several cars, she didn't make a fuss.
"Okay, I'm home when I'm not busy. Just tell Auntie if you need anything."
"Auntie, don't worry, I won't stand on ceremony with you."
Madam Sun was finally satisfied.
She only has Yunxiang as her child, and she always dreamed of having a daughter. In her eyes, her niece is almost the same as her daughter.
Since the course officially starts the day after tomorrow, Zhao Qinglan has one more day to recover.
She didn't just stay at her aunt's house; instead, she went out shopping with Ding Yu and the others.
When she came, she only brought some clothes and her usual skincare products. After all, she needed some equipment for class.
Besides stationery like notebooks and pens, she also bought two new outfits.
As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse. This training program is not like regular schooling; those who can attend are not ordinary people, so clothing and appearance are quite important.
It's not about showing off, it's just that I don't want people to look down on me.
Zhao Qinglan believes that her current living conditions are already quite good, but they are still far inferior to those of her aunt's family.
My aunt's house has a housekeeper, maids, a chef, a driver, bodyguards, and even a gardener for the garden outside.
She's far inferior to my aunt.
However, it's not that she doesn't know how to enjoy life; it's just that there's no need for it right now.
When my husband retires, we might buy a big villa somewhere, settle down, hire a nanny, driver, chef, and enjoy a leisurely retirement life.
On the day of her class, Zhao Qinglan washed up and came down for breakfast, only to find her aunt already sitting at the table eating breakfast and reading the newspaper.
Zhao Qinglan ordered a glass of milk, a sandwich with ham and fried eggs, and started eating. She didn't like to eat much for breakfast.
Actually, my aunt is a chef who can cook both Chinese and Western food.
She had been eating Chinese breakfasts at home too much, and since her aunt had some Western-style breakfasts, she decided to try something different.
"Qinglan, I might have to go to the company later. If anything comes up, just call home. Defu is at home."
"Okay, Auntie."
After finishing their meal, Zhao Qinglan took Ding Yu and Liu Dandan to the University of Hong Kong in the driver's car.
Ding Yu and the others also have a place to stay; they ate breakfast elsewhere that morning.
Perhaps because it was a weekday, there were quite a lot of cars on the road.
Fortunately, Zhao Qinglan and her group set off early and arrived at HKU ahead of schedule.
The driver peeked out from the school gate, said a few words, and the car was allowed to pass.
After the car was parked, Zhao Qinglan took her things and got out.
She didn't know where the training classes were held on campus, so she had to ask someone.
Ironically, after asking several students from the University of Hong Kong, none of them knew the answer, leaving Zhao Qinglan feeling helpless.
Finally spotting someone who looked like a faculty or staff member, Liu Dandan quickly went up to ask.
"Training? Oh, I see. It's the last building over there. You should be able to see the signs once you go in."
"Thank you," Zhao Qinglan said sincerely.
Hearing them speak Mandarin, the man being questioned smiled. "Are you from the mainland?"
"Yes."
"More and more people from the mainland are coming here now," the man remarked.
Glancing at her watch, Zhao Qinglan quickly said goodbye and left; otherwise, she might be late.
Unexpectedly, she arrived at school early, but almost missed her class because she couldn't find the training materials.
Fortunately, the directions worked, and they finally found the place for class.
Ding Yu and Liu Dandan stayed outside the classroom to wait, while Zhao Qinglan took a deep breath before entering the classroom.
She thought she was one of the last to arrive because she had been looking for a classroom, but there weren't many people in the classroom. Of course, she didn't know exactly how many people were participating in the training.
When someone else came in, it naturally attracted everyone's attention.
Seeing Zhao Qinglan's appearance, no one present recognized her. Those who sat together or were already acquainted asked each other about Zhao Qinglan's identity, but it remained a mystery.
Some people might think that Zhao Qinglan is someone who has just returned to the port city after studying or working abroad, which is why she seems unfamiliar to everyone.
Most people in the port city, if they have the means, will choose to study abroad or gain experience in large foreign companies before returning to the port city; this is the norm.
After looking around, Zhao Qinglan sat down in the back row of the classroom, not sitting with anyone.
If someone doesn't know Zhao Qinglan well, they might think she's a bit aloof when they meet her for the first time, and she really doesn't like interacting with strangers.
Actually, after sitting down, Zhao Qinglan secretly looked around.
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