She patted her granddaughter like that until late at night.
The day after the exhibition ended was also the day the foreign guests left Heilongjiang Province.
Early in the morning, the corridor was filled with lively conversations and footsteps.
Sitting cross-legged at the foot of the bed, Ruan Xianxian looked somewhat listless. "Grandma, can't you transfer me to Heilongjiang Province so we can go back to Beijing together?"
The little girl, her face flushed with a mixture of anger and reluctance, snuggled against her grandmother, hugging the old woman's thin waist: "I can't bear to part with you."
Yan Fenghua tapped her slightly red nose with her fingertip: "You're such a grown-up, why are you still acting like a child? If you're so reluctant to part, why don't you just go back to Beijing with Grandma?"
Originally, she only wanted to go back to a sinecure, but her granddaughter had entered the worldly cesspool, and how could she not have someone to protect her?
Having just established a foothold in Heilongjiang Province, Ruan Xianxian was unwilling to return now, and the current situation was not suitable for her to go back and interfere.
I remember Lin Rui Cong's phrase, "the darkness before dawn."
"I will definitely return to Beijing in two to three years."
"Grandma, stay away from old man Ruan when you get back. I have connections; he's on his way to his doom, so be careful he doesn't take a couple of people down with him before he dies."
The large hand that was stroking the top of her granddaughter's head paused. She understood what her granddaughter had said and remembered it. She pulled her up from the bed.
"Alright, it's getting late, or we'll miss the train."
Ruan Xianxian reluctantly helped her grandmother carry the suitcase, muttering to herself, "I must drink at least one drop of the water in the big bottle every day, and I'll drink the water in the small bottle in six months."
She prepared a primary-level spiritual spring for her grandmother.
First, use the primary spiritual spring to nourish your body before taking the intermediate one to thoroughly improve your constitution.
She used the same excuse as Miyano, claiming that condensing spiritual liquid was her special ability. Yan Fenghua didn't suspect anything, but stuffed the small porcelain bottle back into her granddaughter's arms.
“Didn’t you say you would come back for the New Year? It’s not safe to carry such a good thing around and lose it if you drop it. Grandma will be waiting for you in Beijing.”
Ruan Xianxian thought about it and agreed, so she didn't insist.
As soon as the door opened, Xie Zheng was already waiting not far away. The bus carrying the foreign guests had already left, and Ruan Xianxian went downstairs to drive the car.
Her little mouth never stopped the whole way, "Grandpa Xie, you and Grandma got your marriage certificate, so you're my real grandpa now."
"If that old bastard surnamed Ruan dares to cause you trouble back in Beijing, give me a call, and I'll fly back and beat him up."
Did Ruan Kangri cause him trouble?
Xie Zheng raised an eyebrow, exchanged a glance with Yan Fenghua, and both smiled.
Seeing that her granddaughter was almost turning into a little nag, Yan Fenghua said something to reassure her:
"Your Grandpa Xie was a division commander before his accident, and he's a deputy division commander now. Although he's the same rank as Old Man Ruan, he can't bully him. Don't worry about it."
Ruan Xianxian's mouth formed an "O" shape. Not only did Grandma get a twilight romance, but her lover was also in the same grade as her. Wouldn't this make old man Ruan furious?
He slammed his fist on the steering wheel. "That's awesome! Let's go back and beat him up. That old bastard used to bully my grandma all the time. Grandpa Xie, don't hold back!"
With a beep of a car horn, the yellow dog sunbathing in the middle of the road darted away.
"You said it yourself." Xie Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Don't complain that Grandpa was too rough when you come back for the New Year."
The old bastard who abandoned his wife to marry another, repaying kindness with enmity, not only did Ruan Xianxian not say anything, Xie Zheng also had no intention of letting him go.
The little girl yelled, "My ex-husband's in for a world of trouble!"
The car drifted and came to a steady stop in front of the train station square. The three of them walked into the waiting room, where Ruan Xianxian was immediately surrounded by enthusiastic foreign guests.
Myron even wanted to give her a goodbye kiss, but Laudan grabbed her by the neck and dragged her away. Before entering the platform, he turned back and said, "Ruan, see you at the Canton Fair."
Myron was dragged along, his voice distorted as it drifted from afar: "The machine factory, I've agreed to the lathe they wanted, as repayment for saving my life."
"Ruan, next time we meet, will you accept my advances? Ugh, damn Laudan, let go."
Then, more foreign guests came to say goodbye to her, and Diana gently hugged her and bent down to touch her cheek.
“I had a wonderful trip to China. I’m getting engaged when I get back, Ruan. I’ll bring my sweetheart to visit you next time.”
"Great! Happy wedding, I wish you happiness." Ruan Xianxian replied, nuzzling Diana's soft face.
She knew that saying goodbye might mean never seeing each other again.
As she watched the foreign guests board the train one by one, Ruan Xianxian stood on the platform and exchanged a glance with Yan Fengqi, who was at the very back.
The two parties agreed that she would bring her grandmother along to future Canton Fairs whenever she had the opportunity.
The bed was in a soft sleeper, which Ruan Xianxian couldn't access. She handed her luggage to Xie Zheng, said her goodbyes, and gave the little old lady a final hug.
"Make sure you have the hotel and brigade's phone numbers written down. Let me know when you arrive safely. Take care!"
The train rattled away from the station. Looking at her grandmother waving from behind the window, Ruan Xianxian's eyes reddened, and she couldn't help but chase after her all the way to the end of the platform.
She only lowered her waving hands when the train disappeared completely into the distance.
He rubbed his face vigorously.
Back in the car, I turned the steering wheel and headed straight for the sugar factory.
The car was stopped by the security guard, who leaned halfway out of the guardhouse. "Girl, who are you looking for?"
Ruan Xianxian got out of the car and handed a cigarette to the old man. "Is Section Chief Lu Dagang inside? I need to talk to him about something to discuss later."
The old man took the cigarette, glanced at the large jeep she had driven, took out his notebook to register, and waved to indicate that she could go in.
Clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse.
Ruan Xianxian, who was visiting the sugar factory for the first time, realized that the scale and area of the sugar factory were in no way inferior to those of the machinery factory. After parking the car, she asked someone about the candy factory workshop.
After asking around, they finally found Lu Dagang in a three-story red brick building.
When she knocked on the door, she heard a melodious yet powerful Peking Opera singing coming from inside!
Upon hearing the sound, Lu Dagang immediately shut his mouth and turned off the radio, his voice tinged with slight displeasure: "Come in."
When the office door opened, Lu Dagang saw Ruan Xianxian walking in with a smile. His unhappy expression disappeared, and his heart pounded. This visitor was up to no good!
"Xiao Ruan is here, have a seat!"
He personally picked up the red thermos from the windowsill, poured a cup of tea for someone, and pushed it closer, saying, "You came right after the exhibition ended. Why didn't you rest for a couple more days?"
Knowing Ruan Xianxian's rules, he started playing the victim before she could even speak.
“My dear daughter, I know why you’ve come. Logically speaking, since you’ve generated foreign exchange for the sugar factory, I should prepare a generous bonus for you.”
But as you know, the profits of the sugar factory and the candy workshop are calculated separately. This time, the revenue was really not much, just a fraction of that from cane sugar.
"Well, how about this: tell me how much the packaging design fee is, I'll do my best to get it for you. You've done me a huge favor, I can't let you down."
After saying that, he held his breath, prepared to haggle over every price he could ask for and then try to bargain on the spot, ready to argue with that brat all day long.
To my surprise, she immediately said, "I understand the difficulties faced by the candy factory. Even with my best efforts, we only managed to generate less than 250,000 in foreign exchange."
Such a record is really not impressive, so Uncle Lu, I came here to tell you that I don't want the bonus.
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