"Wang Ying, I haven't confirmed the time yet. Why don't you go back and check?"
“I’m not going. My master will beat me up. He said that if anyone dares to go back, we’ll beat them up, and everyone will beat them up together.” Wang Ying shuddered as she said this, showing just how terrifying her master was.
"Hehe, your master really has a personality."
"Hehe." Wang Ying just chuckled dryly, thinking to herself, "She's just too strong-willed, isn't she?"
The three of them rode their bicycles down the street under the scorching midday sun, where there were very few pedestrians around.
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at Liu Jingzhang's photo studio. Liu Jingzhang was the only one in the shop at that time. When he saw Zhang Hongmei, he jumped up immediately, "Zhang Hongmei, you're back? Goodness, you're really quick. I went to look for you after class after picking up my report card but couldn't find you."
"Yes, I had something to do that day. I came here today because I need your help."
"Hehe, you're asking me for something? Go ahead, what is it?"
"This is Song Zigan, my fellow townsman. He was admitted to Capital University this year and is also in the Department of Political Science, so I'm leaving the task of taking care of him to you."
Liu Jingzhang glanced at Song Zigan and thought the man was alright; at least he seemed upright.
"Okay, no problem, I'll take care of it. Are you planning to go abroad already?"
"The time hasn't been set yet. There are other things I want him to do. I want him to join the student council, specifically the finance group, in the academic news section."
"I understand, you're training him to take over, but Hao Dan is only a sophomore this year. Is it really okay for you to rush over there like this?"
"You're really giving me pause. Did I say I wanted him to be the editor-in-chief? Seriously."
"With just one word from you, Junior Song can join the student council, but I'll help him." Liu Jingzhang immediately changed his tune when he saw Zhang Hongmei's glare.
"I don't know when I'll be leaving, so I'm leaving it to you. I still need to talk to Shan Mianzhi. Even though they've graduated, he can still handle this little thing."
By the way, after Shan Mianzhi left, who was the chairman?
"You."
"Liu, are you talking in your sleep?"
"No, really. The student council held a meeting on the afternoon of the day I picked up my admission notice, and they unanimously elected Zhang Hongmei as the student council president. Would I joke about that?"
"Heh, so everyone's just joking. I'm leaving now, what's the point of electing me as chairman? Zhou Jianwei didn't object?"
“Zhang Hongmei, you’re wrong this time. It was Zhou Jianwei who suggested it.”
"That's absurd! I've even resigned from my position as vice chairman, how am I qualified to run for office?"
"You submitted your resignation letter, but no one approved it?"
Zhang Hongmei slapped her forehead and said, "Forget it, we'll talk about it when school starts."
Song Zigan had been listening to their conversation the whole time. Only after they finished talking did he step forward and say, "Senior Liu, please take care of me in the future."
“No problem. Zhang Hongmei’s friend is my friend. We’re even in the same department, so it’s easier for us to take care of each other.”
"Thank you, senior. I'd like to take some photos to send back to my elderly relative. Could you please help me?"
"Me too, I'm here to take pictures."
“Okay, no problem, but it has to be at the photo studio. My dad isn’t home today, so I can’t go out.”
The two of them certainly didn't think about going out to take pictures, so the three of them started preparing.
Zhang Hongmei sat to one side, frowning. What did Zhou Jianwei mean? Wasn't he eyeing the chairman's seat covetously? Why was he recommending her?
This is so annoying; it feels like I'm being used by them.
Both of them were very obedient, so it was all done in twenty minutes. After paying, they agreed to pick up the photos the next day, and they were both quite excited.
Just as she was about to leave, Zhang Hongmei suddenly remembered, "Liu, have you been in contact with Jingze? He told me he'd be back around the time of the exam, but we haven't heard from him."
"He's busy. I'll give you his phone number. You should be able to call him around this time."
"Okay. I'll go to the post office in a bit."
After seeing the three off, Liu Jingzhang sighed inwardly, "It's really not easy. They finally remembered their old friend. Poor Liu Jingze."
The three arrived at the post office, and Zhang Hongmei dialed Liu Jingze's number.
"Who is this?" came Liu Jingze's hoarse voice from the other end of the phone.
"Brother Jingze, it's me, Hongmei. When are you coming back?"
"Hongmei, Hongmei, you're finally back! You went so far away, and I was so worried about you."
"Hehe, I just went to see Uncle Zhang and I also saw Brother Er Lengzi. He's a deputy battalion commander now."
"That's really nice. Hongmei, I miss you."
When will you be back?
"I really can't leave here, so I guess the earliest I can get back is October."
"Oh, okay then. Did you write a letter to your great-grandmother?"
"I wrote it, don't worry."
"Okay, let's leave it at that for now."
"Okay, wait for me to come back." Zhang Hongmei didn't hear this; she had already put the receiver down. Liu Jingze held the phone, which was now ringing with a dial tone, and stood there stunned for a long while.
However, he didn't have time to daydream. This was his chance. If he succeeded, he could go directly to the municipal party committee or the provincial party committee after graduation.
To get back sooner, I should just keep going. Hearing the voice of the girl I loved gave Liu Jingze even more motivation.
The three of them rode their bikes back. When they arrived at the entrance of Xinyuan, Song Zigan propped up his bike and said, "Hongmei, I won't go in. I can't eat anything tonight."
"Why don't you just stay at home tonight?"
"No, I think the dorm is great. We're all about the same age, so we have things to talk about. I'm going back now. I'll just pick up the photos myself tomorrow."
"Okay, then come and ride your bike."
"Hehe, no need, I'm going with my classmate."
Zhang Hongmei watched Song Zigan turn and leave, and felt a sense of desolation in his departing figure. Indeed, from childhood to adulthood, his father had always been his only father, his pillar of strength. But now that his father had a family, he probably couldn't accept it.
Wang Ying pushed Uncle Li's bicycle into the yard, with Zhang Hongmei following behind.
Aunt Li came out to greet us. "Hongmei, didn't Xiao Song come back with you?"
"Aunt Li, he's gone back to school. Your and Aunt Wang's enthusiasm scared him." She laughed after saying that.
Wang Ying laughed along with her. She was just too enthusiastic.
"Hehe, they are guests, it's their first time here, of course we have to be more hospitable. By the way, Old Master Gu is back, he seems to be in a bad mood."
"Okay, I understand, Aunt Li."
Zhang Hongmei didn't go back to her own room, but went straight to Gu Chuanming. Who had the guts to make him suffer?
"Grandpa, are you inside?"
"Yes, come in."
Zhang Hongmei pushed the door open and went in. "Why are you closing the door on such a hot day? Grandpa, what's wrong? Who made you angry? I'll go beat him up and make you feel better."
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