Huang Wanzhen deliberately showed a serious expression and looked at Shen Junyan, "Doctor Shen, what do you think?"
Shen Junyan looked away and nodded with a sad face, "Yanzhi is right."
When they arrived at Mr. Fan's house, Shen Junyan and Huang Wanzhen got out of the car first, and Chu Yanzhi went to find a place to park.
Mr. Fan's salon wasn't what Huang Wanzhen had imagined. She'd assumed, as a scholar of Chinese studies, that his home would be decorated in a traditional Chinese style, but it was unexpectedly Western, with a colorful handmade carpet covering the floor. Along the wall stood a row of towering bookshelves, densely packed with books. In front of the bookshelves sat a set of sofas for people to sit and chat, with a small table in between for drinks and books.
Huang Wanzhen followed Shen Junyan in. She didn't look around, but followed Shen Junyan honestly and walked inside.
Shen Junyan had a polite smile on his face. When he met someone he knew, he nodded or raised his arm to say hello. When he reached the innermost group of sofas, Shen Junyan stopped and introduced Mr. Fan to Huang Wanzhen with a smile.
Mr. Fan was just as Shen Junyan had said before, about forty years old, with a short beard, a little thin, wearing a beige suit, sitting on the sofa. Huang Wanzhen estimated that he was not too tall, about 1.7 meters.
Mr. Fan had been sitting on the sofa, chatting with someone. After Shen Junyan introduced him, he stood up and shook hands with Huang Wanzhen. His expression was gentle, and his tone was serious. "I've heard Junyan talk about Mr. Huang. Your 'patriotic and affordable' products have provided a lot of benefits to people. I didn't expect you to be so simple and unpretentious."
Huang Wanzhen had never expected that a scholar of this era would be so humble and elegant. She quickly said, "This is what I should do."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Fan disagreed. "No, there is nothing in this world that people should do. It's just that some people, for their own benefit, impose the word 'should do' on others. Isn't this kind of imposition a form of bullying?"
"Yes! Mr. Huang's spontaneous act of benefiting the people is entirely because you are a righteous and kind person." Chu Yanzhi strode over and looked at Mr. Fan with a smile. "Mr. Fan, you don't know that since I met Ms. Huang, I have never seen her wear cotton clothes or jewelry. People from all walks of life must wear at least one set of jewelry, and some even wear two or three sets. Jun Yan and I both think her outfit is inappropriate when we see her. We're afraid that if we bring her to Mr. Huang's salon, people will gossip about her."
Shen Junyan quickly replied, "Yes, I heard about Mr. Huang's generosity and knew that she was a philanthropist. I was thinking of bringing her here and asking her to donate more money to the relief center."
Mr. Fan listened to their conversation and felt that Huang Wanzhen was a rare and honest person. He was afraid that she would sacrifice her own family for the sake of the community, even sacrificing herself. In this world, good people don't live long, but the world desperately needs such kind people to help. "No, Ms. Huang has already sacrificed too much. How can the responsibility of society be placed on her shoulders alone?"
"Yeah!" A clear male voice interrupted. Everyone turned their heads and saw Gao Caixue walking over in a green robe.
"It's not easy for Miss Huang to make money. Everyone has seen your charitable deeds. You should still put your own life first in the future," Gao Caixue bowed to Mr. Fan.
"Mr. Fan, you don't know that Miss Huang is quite talented. Her articles have been published in newspapers many times, and she has also published a book. I once invited her to study literature at Yenching University, but she wasn't interested in that, saying she preferred fashion design. I wonder if Lecturer Yin is here today. I was thinking of introducing them to each other."
Mrs. Fan, who had been talking to Mr. Fan earlier, had been listening to everyone's conversation. When she saw Gao Caixue asking about Yin Jialuo, she said, "She hasn't arrived yet, but she should be here soon."
Mrs. Fan and Yin Jialuo have been friends for many years. Yin Jialuo has designed clothes for Mrs. Fan many times. You should know that Yin Jialuo's master was once the exclusive designer of Karl Lagerfeld. Since her master died, she became a lecturer at Yenching University and no longer designed clothes for others publicly.
Hearing Mrs. Fan talking, Mr. Fan personally introduced Mrs. Fan to Huang Wanzhen. Mrs. Fan was not beautiful, but she had the gentleness that only a lady from a noble family could have.
After the two got to know each other, they sat on the sofa and started chatting.
"We all earned our money through hard work, penny by penny. You, as a woman, have to work a hundred times harder than men to earn money. There's no point in donating it to feed others and starving yourself. It's good that you have a charitable heart. You should always put yourself first."
Mrs. Fan was worthy of being Mr. Fan's wife. The two of them had very similar ideas. "If you can go to college, it's better to go to college, especially Yenching University. It's a first-class university, but the annual tuition is not a small amount. Especially for the clothing pattern design that Jialuo talked about, if you want to succeed, you have to use good materials. You have to save up the tuition in advance. When can't you do charity? Our country is like this. How many opportunities will you have for charity in the future? When you make a difference in the future, you can benefit millions of people, don't you think?"
Huang Wanzhen's eyes were filled with thought, and her tone was serious. "Mrs. Fan's words have given me a sudden awakening, a kind of enlightenment. It's truly worth ten years of reading." Then, Huang Wanzhen shook Mrs. Fan's hand gratefully. "I'm all alone in Beijing, working hard, without any elders to guide me. Listening to Mrs. Fan's words today is the greatest honor of my life."
Mrs. Fan smiled and shook hands with her. She was a meticulous person. She felt the thin calluses on Huang Wanzhen's fingers and realized that they were from holding a pen. Her expression became even gentler, and with the generosity of an elder, she asked Huang Wanzhen where she went to school, how her grades were, which subject was the best, etc.
The two had a very pleasant conversation, but unfortunately, Yin Jialuo did not show up until the end of the salon. Huang Wanzhen had planned to donate some food, but Mrs. Fan kept holding her hand. Huang Wanzhen understood what Mrs. Fan meant in an instant, so she did not say anything.
Mr. Fan expressed his gratitude to the donors one by one beside the donation box, but the topic finally fell on Huang Wanzhen. He talked about her righteous act of establishing the "Patriotic Affordable Fund" and how it benefited thousands of people. He was very happy to see such a righteous person in Beijing. He also said that Huang Wanzhen was a woman of the new era who was as brave as any man.
After Mr. Fan finished speaking, everyone applauded. Many people's eyes fell on Huang Wanzhen. Huang Wanzhen met their gazes with a decent and generous smile, which gave most people a good impression of her.
After the salon ended, Shen Junyan, Chu Yanzhi, and Huang Wanzhen said goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Fan. Mr. Fan asked Huang Wanzhen, "How do you feel, sir?"
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