Chapter 172 What We Want Is Professionalism

A year's plan begins in spring.

Spring at Nongda is particularly busy.

Seniors are busy working inside and outside the school.

The freshmen have no time to smile. Each of them has a pickaxe. You can take the pickaxe.

Once you get it, you can’t put it down.

It was not so bad for rural children like Hang Jingshu, but many girls of her age did not have the opportunity to go to the countryside for life.

This is truly a life experience.

Are there blisters on your hands?

Just pick it!

You can't just not work.

At NU, you have to work to learn.

Freshmen are like seedlings that have not experienced the baptism of wind and rain. They look full of energy, but in fact, many of them will fall down when the wind blows.

Only the most resolute ones can get a compliment from the teacher.

Among them, the exquisite and beautiful student Yang Xue was able to persevere to the end.

This surprised everyone.

Classmate Yang Xue raised her eyebrows: "Why? Can't farmers grow pretty?"

Yes, of course, you are good-looking and you are right.

Hang Jingshu looked at everyone with a smile. Being enveloped in the aura of youth made people forget their worries for a short while.

Things are not going smoothly with the factory.

Although there were policies for private enterprises in towns and villages, Wang Silan wanted to start a factory, and there was no place in the north where she could learn from.

Just going to Chouzhou won't solve the problem.

Chouzhou is a distribution center for small commodities, but its current coverage area is not that wide.

Most of them are simple small commodities.

But the production lines that Wang Silan wanted had to be imported from abroad.

Injection molding machines, metal processing machines, and spray painting machines are all very expensive to operate.

Wang Silan had little education, so she could only learn this knowledge by force.

If you really don't understand, call your son or daughter to resolve it.

Hang Chenggang is in the second half of his sophomore year. He has already been studying with a tutor, but he is still worried about things at home.

It is normal to import machines from abroad now, but China is still unable to independently research and develop a scholar production line.

But my parents don’t speak English, so I’m just groping in the dark.

Hang Chenggang's mouth was covered with blisters due to his anxiety, but neither the mother nor the son chose to tell his sister about these things.

The main reason is that my younger sister also has things she needs to learn.

From a professional perspective, Hang Chenggang naturally knows more than his sister.

Wang Silan has been busy with factory construction recently, so naturally she has called her daughter less frequently.

Hang Jingshu was busy with his studies and had no time to contact his family frequently.

Time slowly came to the end of April. Hang Jingshu returned to the dormitory wearing a straw hat and saw Song Yue packing his luggage.

"Sister Yue, what are you doing?"

Song Yue packed his things without even looking up: "May Day is coming in two days, I'll go home."

Wen Cheng was envious: "I can go home even on a day off. This is the benefit of being close to home."

Song Yue promised with a smile: "I'll bring you some delicious food when I come back!"

"Well, speaking of this..."

Cui Yanyang put down the book in his hand and sighed: "When can we have Saturdays and Sundays off? It will be more relaxed then."

It seems to have been available abroad for a long time, but in China...

Hang Jingshu shook his head and said, "Girl, by the time the two-day weekend is implemented in the country, you will have graduated long ago!"

It is more reliable to think about what is happening right now.

I didn’t get the final exam results for last semester until I returned to school. Thank God all the girls in dormitory 206 passed.

However, there was a lot of wailing from the dormitory 205 of the next class. It was estimated that at least two students failed.

Fortunately, I passed the supplementary exams, otherwise Teacher Xiaoyu would have been worried and lost a lot more hair.

When a man gets older, every hair on his head becomes a treasure.

Especially those of them who do research.

On the other hand, during the May Day holiday, Hang Jingshu was calling home.

Wang Silan was at the counter during the day, and when Hang Jingshu called her, it was Lu Xiuying who answered the phone.

There was a crackling sound of electric current in the phone, and people's voices would change slightly, but Lu Xiuying could still recognize Hang Jingshu's voice.

"Hang Xiaomei, is that you?"

Hang Jingshu didn't expect Lu Xiuying to adapt so well. Compared with her previous timidity, Lu Xiuying now has confidence just from her voice.

"It's me, Sister Xiuying. I'm looking for my mother."

Lu Xiuying was surprised: "Ni, Mr. Wang took the train to look for you. Didn't he send you a telegram?"

"Ah?" Hang Jingshu didn't expect President Wang to act so quickly.

"What time is the train?"

Lu Xiuying looked up at the clock hanging next to the stall pillar: "The train is at 7 o'clock this morning. It should arrive before dinner."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Xiuying!"

Hang Jingshu put down the phone and prepared to rush to the train station.

It's already past 3pm!

Just as he reached the school gate, Hang Jingshu was stopped by the security guard: "Student Xiaohang, here's your telegram!"

Thanks, but it's too late!

Hang Jingshu just nodded to the security guard and hurried to the train station to pick up Wang Silan.

In the evening, Hang Jingshu bought two hot tea eggs, wrapped two egg pancakes in canvas, and waited eagerly at the train station.

"Mom! Over here!"

Hang Jingshu waved happily to Wang Silan.

"Girl!"

Even when he was riding on the train, Mr. Wang was always dressed appropriately and elegantly. His thick-heeled shoes made a clacking sound, and his striped shirt looked elegant and spirited.

"How come you came so quickly without even calling to tell me?"

If Hang Jingshu hadn't gone to the store to call, but had waited for Wang Silan to find the school, it would have been completely dark.

Wang Silan was not in a hurry. She came here not to see the young lady, but to do something important.

"Mom, we have to go to Guangdong. They are developing very fast there, and small plastic toys and high-end goods are all there."

Hang Jingshu nodded as he listened: "That's true. After all, there is a port there, so it's convenient for travel."

How did the rare items in the inland come from before?

In addition to the formal channels, you can also use other channels.

After all, not many people are aware of this kind of thing these days, and you can make money by trading anything.

Why was the black market repeatedly banned during the big pot era? Because there was demand and there was a market.

Yuecheng is now not only a wholesale distribution center for clothing, but also a place where all kinds of domestic and foreign small commodities, as well as foreign and Hong Kong businessmen, are mixed up.

If we say that Wang Silan is a big fish in the river in Fengcheng.

With such a small amount of assets, she would be like a drop in the ocean in Guangdong and Shenzhen.

If you are not careful, you will be swallowed!

People always have an inexplicable fear of unknown things, but Wang Silan is very familiar with taking the train.

But she always felt uneasy. It was not too difficult to go from Fengcheng to Huicheng and then transfer to Yuecheng.

After hearing what Wang Silan said, Hang Jingshu had nothing to remind her of, except for one thing.

"What? Will your clothes be stolen if you dress nicely there?"

Hang Jingshu touched his nose and said, Yuecheng is a very magical city, and the one who wears a vest + slippers is the king!