"I'm sorry, I scared everyone."
"I just said that casually. You didn't stab me. Don't take it seriously."
Qian Xiaolan spoke in a casual tone, and everyone present, except Lian Jianghai, looked unhappy.
They didn't know how long Qian Xiaolan had been listening outside the door, they just felt their faces burning.
What they said today was no different from that of an ungrateful bastard.
What if Qian Xiaolan gets unhappy and gives them a false account after the goods are sold, leaving them with much less money? What should we do then?
Seeing them like this, Qian Xiaolan sneered in her heart, put aside her original purpose, and said to Lian Jianghai:
"Captain, I will report to school tomorrow. My grandfather and cousin will take care of the factory affairs.
In addition, I want to buy various beautiful shells of different sizes, three cents per pound. Anyone in the team who is interested can pick them up and sell them.
Also, the quantity I want is not much. Apart from the shells collected by the military families and the brigade, the factory will not accept the shells collected by other brigades."
The last time they were collecting clam shells, these people foolishly notified their relatives in other brigades, and in the end the collection was finished in just two days. Many people were still not convinced and wanted to make trouble.
Fortunately, Lian Jianghai saw the situation clearly and solved the problem perfectly.
"Okay, I'll broadcast and inform everyone right away." Lian Jianghai was very excited.
When he stood up, he secretly glared at the person who had spoken the most unpleasantly before.
He felt that Qian Xiaolan was simply giving money to the members.
These people are out of their minds, that's why they are so careless.
They will regret it later!
Qian Xiaolan didn't need to worry about what happened next. She just left with the contract in her bag.
She originally wanted to lend money to the brigade to set up a seafood processing factory to make dried fish, dried shrimp, canned seafood, etc.
Now it seems that it is totally unnecessary.
She would wait until her products were fully marketed before investing in building one, and then let Lian Jianghai manage it. He could recruit workers as he pleased, whether they were illiterate or not.
This way, everyone won’t be staring at her small factory.
Those people in the brigade headquarters don’t know what they have lost yet, otherwise they would regret it to death.
On the second day, Rong Shihua drove Qian Xiaolan and her siblings, Gu Yujiao, and Sheng Yin.
Before getting in the car, Rong Shihua wanted Sheng Yin to sit in the passenger seat, but she declined. He immediately looked distraught.
Sheng Yin shrank behind Qian Xiaolan awkwardly.
Qian Xiaolan couldn't bear to watch it, so she pushed Qian Rongsheng who was standing next to her and watching the fun:
"Brother, please sit in the front. The three of us girls need to have a private conversation later."
Rong Shihua drove with a stern face, and Qian Rongsheng grabbed the car door and kept reminding him.
"Cousin, you have so many lives in our hands, please be careful.
Or I can drive it, hey, stop, I'll do it myself."
Qian Rong was afraid that he would start speeding in the next second because of his sour face.
"Sit tight, I value my life more than you do." Rong Shihua refused and glanced at the back seat of the car, his face becoming even uglier.
Qian Xiaolan and the other two ignored the two in front. They huddled in the back seat, writing secrets in a notebook in their hands.
I don’t know what they were talking about, just laughing and joking, which made people very curious.
Qian Rongsheng and Rong Shihua were anxious all the way, and the car first arrived at the Southern Provincial Normal University.
They parked the car a few hundred meters outside the school, and several people carried Gu Yujiao's luggage to accompany her to register.
A group of handsome men and beautiful women appeared at the registration office and instantly attracted everyone's attention.
The mental outlook of Qian Xiaolan and her group seems out of place with the freshmen here.
The ages of the freshmen in this class are mixed, with the oldest and the youngest being more than ten years apart.
Moreover, over the years, they have either been working in the fields or in factory workshops, and their faces look tired and old.
Qian Xiaolan and her friends are young, beautiful and full of energy. One can tell at a glance that they all come from well-off families.
Qian Xiaolan scanned the surroundings and soon found the registration office for Gu Yujiao's major.
She pulled Gu Yujiao to stand behind a group of people, and Sheng Yin followed.
The two boys looked at each other, shrugged helplessly, and stood aside with their luggage waiting.
After finishing the formalities for Gu Yujiao, Qian Xiaolan saw that her elder brother and cousin had been surrounded by two girls.
The three of them looked at each other, in perfect agreement, and tiptoed closer at the same time. Then one of the girls said in a pinched voice:
"My dear classmates, we have no ill will towards each other. We just think that it is fate that we can be admitted to the same university, so we want to get to know each other and make friends."
"Yes, yes, when you are out, more friends mean more paths.
I am Liu Junxia, who is majoring in Chinese Language and Literature. May I ask what your majors are?"
"I'm also a Chinese language and literature major. My name is Lian Ying."
Rong Shihua frowned.
Qian Rongsheng smiled politely: "I'm sorry, classmates, we are not from this school."
The two girls looked at each other, then glanced at the large package under their feet, and suddenly realized.
"Oh, so you are here to register as new students! But you are not students of our school, why are you coming in?"
Lian Ying glanced at Rong Shihua again and saw that he was still looking so arrogant and didn't even look at her. She couldn't help but speak without thinking.
"How can you get in if you're not a student of our university?"
"You guys are dressed like decent people, are you planning to..."
As Lian Ying spoke, he covered his chest with his hands and took a step back.
Rong Shihua's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said with a half-smile:
"What are you thinking about?"
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