Chapter 19 The Gloomy Little Darling of the 1970s
As Shen Ci sat in the car, the soft leather seats enveloped her, bringing a sense of security and comfort. She couldn't help but feel relieved that she no longer had to ride that old bicycle!
With winter just around the corner, riding a bicycle against the wind and snow is no fun. The cold wind feels like knives on your face. Even if Zhou Huai can endure it, she definitely can't stand it.
No matter what hardships you endure, you can't let yourself suffer.
"Oh my god, look! That's... a Cadillac! The same one Elvis Presley owned!"
"How many tens of thousands of US dollars is this worth?"
"This Shen Ci's background is definitely not simple."
I used my connections, but I couldn't find any useful information about her.
"Are there any families with a long and distinguished history, surnamed Shen, in Huaicheng?"
“She donates 500,000 yuan casually and drives a limited edition luxury car. Even you can’t find out her background… That only proves one thing: her level is far beyond what you can reach.”
Even after Shen Ci's car drove away, the discussions about her within the Overseas Chinese Federation had not stopped.
This woman who suddenly appeared was as mysterious as a fog. Those who couldn't find out her background were either truly innocent or stood too high for them to reach.
"Alright, stop overthinking it."
The president timely interrupted everyone's speculation.
“I have seen her registration materials. She had just returned to China not long ago, and her son was studying at No. 1 Middle School.”
Her overseas businesses are so vast that even I have no idea where they are; she must have some powerful connections. Everyone should be careful in the future and avoid offending the wrong people.
The chairman's words, "Donating 500,000 yuan to charity right away," resonated with everyone present. This organization is based on mutual benefit, and the more influential the members are, the better it is for everyone.
Shen Ci was naturally unaware of the discussions behind these events.
She leaned back in the spacious and comfortable back seat, asked Zhou Zheng to play some classical music, and closed her eyes contentedly. This was the kind of life she should be living.
"Is everything alright at school lately?" she asked casually.
"Everything is going well, Young Master Huai is doing well," Zhou Zheng replied respectfully.
“People at the school respect him a lot now. He did an excellent job at the last donation ceremony and is very popular among his classmates. These are photos taken at that time.”
Zhou Zheng handed over a file bag, his attitude becoming increasingly respectful.
He never dared to underestimate this employer. From the first time she casually gave him five yuan for running errands, he was completely devoted to her. And now, he felt that Shen Ci's strength was unfathomable.
The file contained a series of photos of Zhou Huai; this was not surveillance, but documentation.
Shen Ci wanted to preserve the key moments of his growth and create memories that would give him strength when he looked back on them in the future. No one had done these things for him in the past, but now she would.
The boy in the photo is still slender, but he stands tall with bright eyes and exudes an unprecedented energy and spirit.
Although those dark eyes were still unfathomable, the gloom that had enveloped her had mostly dissipated, replaced by a more sunny and confident demeanor befitting her age.
Wealth is a person's strongest foundation, and Shen Ci hopes that his support will make his future path less bumpy.
In the car, after looking through the photos, Shen Ci took out the information about the mess she had taken over from the Overseas Chinese Federation. The five million yuan reward from the system had been deposited into her account. In this era, this was undoubtedly a fortune that could make someone completely content.
The world she lives in is not exactly the same as the history she remembers, but a similar parallel universe. Here and now, all industries are waiting to be developed, and opportunities abound. As long as you are bold and careful, you will have no trouble making money.
She took over a state-owned garment and textile factory that was on the verge of bankruptcy.
After six consecutive years of losses and long-standing wage arrears, the government is unwilling to fill this bottomless pit any longer. With aging equipment, outdated designs, and lazy workers, the company is riddled with problems. Even if left unattended, bankruptcy is only a matter of time.
The contract was valued at 500,000 yuan. The benefit was that the factory now had a legal status, which meant she had essentially helped the authorities get rid of a burden, making things easier for them in the future.
She's an expert at spending money, and Shen Ci plans to take some time to visit the factory in person.
"Zhou Zheng, from now on, use this car to pick up and drop off Xiao Huai at school. Make sure his safety is guaranteed."
Shen Ci instructed that she believed that appropriate showing off was good for physical and mental health, and that returning home in wealth and honor was like wearing brocade at night.
She glanced at the time. "Let's go pick up Xiao Huai now."
Before leaving, she made sure Zhou Zheng put the bicycle in the trunk. Losing the big picture for a small thing wasn't her style; even a mosquito bite is still meat.
“Boss,” Zhou Zheng reminded him.
"Today, students are not in school, but learning to work in factories."
Shen Ci was slightly taken aback.
"Factory? Labor? In which factory?"
She immediately realized that her reaction was a bit abrupt, and then naturally tried to make amends.
"I've been away for too long and I'm not quite sure how the school is doing now. Why aren't we in the classroom learning instead of going to the factory?"
Zhou Zheng didn't suspect anything and explained.
"Students not only have to go to factories to learn how to operate machine tools and tighten screws, but sometimes they also have to go to school farms or nearby communes to learn how to transplant rice seedlings, harvest wheat, and collect manure. This is called learning to work."
They would often stay for several weeks or even one or two months at a time, living and eating in the countryside – this was called learning to farm.
There was also military training. Academic classes were relatively few; the two years of high school mainly focused on learning from industry, agriculture, and the military.
I see.
Students' primary task is not to learn book knowledge, but to engage in social practice.
At that time, the "5-2-2" school system was generally implemented, with high school lasting only two years. After graduation, there was no job assignment, and most students had to go to the countryside.
The "Down to the Countryside Movement" was the mainstream of that era. There was no college entrance examination, and universities only admitted worker-peasant-soldier students. They didn't look at grades; it all depended on recommendations.
Shen Ci frowned; this was completely different from what she had expected.
While a balance between work and rest is good, Zhou Huai has already done enough farm work and endured enough hardship since childhood. What he needs most now is not physical labor, but the nourishment of knowledge and culture.
He wasn't the kind of lazy, good-for-nothing playboy.
"Go directly to the factory to pick him up," Shen Ci decisively ordered.
It seems that the child's educational path needs to be carefully planned based on the actual situation.
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