Huang Wanzhen had seen so much in her previous life, so she wasn't short of inspiration. However, she still accepted her kindness and said in a soothing tone, "Okay, I know you mean well. Wait until you get into college, then ask me to see you."
Song Wenyin shared some gossip with Huang Wanzhen, and Huang Wanzhen couldn't help but share some gossip with Song Wenyin as well. "Did you see the table in front of them? Do you know them?"
As soon as Huang Wanzhen finished speaking, Song Wenyin stretched her neck to look. Huang Wanzhen quickly waved her hand, signaling her to move more slowly. After observing for a while, Song Wenyin said, "That woman looks familiar, but I don't know that man."
Huang Wanzhen laughed at her, "Well, you're really a prom queen, not in the literary world."
Song Wenyin didn't mind her friend saying that. She just kept urging, "Do you know him? Tell me quickly, who is he?"
Huang Wanzhen swallowed the beef in her mouth and said, "Does Mr. Fan, the literary master, know about this?"
Song Wenyin nodded hurriedly, "I know, I know. The government has asked him to come out of retirement many times, but he refused. Everyone says that he looks down on..."
Song Wenyin stopped talking and gave Huang Wanzhen a look that said 'you know'.
Huang Wanzhen nodded. "That man is Mr. Fan's son. I was lucky enough to attend Mr. Fan's salon and met him once."
Song Wenyin pressed on, "What about that woman? Do you know her?"
"I met him once at a salon, but we never exchanged greetings. I just heard he was from the south. His father was quite remarkable. He had founded many businesses and schools, and was also devoted to charity. It was obvious he was a remarkable figure."
Song Wenyin looked as if she had suddenly understood something.
Huang Wanzhen asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Wenyin said mysteriously, "I remember now. I met that woman at a dance party in Shanghai. She was Chen Mingzhu, the third daughter of the Chen family. The Chen family was once a top-notch family in Jiangnan. But by her father's generation, they stopped being officials and turned to business."
"but……"
Song Wenyin looked as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Huang Wanzhen asked, "But what?"
"But Chen Mingzhu is married. Why is she having dinner here with Mr. Fan's son? They look so intimate."
Huang Wanzhen frowned and said a little unhappy, "What's wrong with being married? I've been married before. You don't think divorce is the woman's fault, do you?"
Song Wenyin quickly waved her hands and explained, "No, no, I didn't think so. I was just a little curious. Ms. Chen is much older than Mr. Fan. No matter how you look at it, they don't match."
The two of them talked about some gossip about Chen Mingzhu, but they didn't expect that a few days later, they heard Gao Zhixiang report that a Ms. Chen from the south had opened a Beijing Women's Vocational School. It was only two words different from their school, but it was much larger than theirs. The school covered an area of about ten acres and not only had a three-story teaching building and a three-story dormitory building, but also a stadium on the campus.
Huang Wanzhen and Song Wenyin looked at each other after hearing this. They felt that it was a coincidence. It must be a coincidence. With their strength, how could they compare with the wealthy Chen family?
"Will it affect our enrollment?"
Gao Zhixiang said, "It was somewhat affected. Several girls who had agreed to come here ended up going to that school. However, that school charges five yuan a month for tuition, so many female students who couldn't afford it ended up coming here."
Huang Wanzhen asked, "How many students have you accepted?"
"There are more than thirty."
Huang Wanzhen nodded. "That's enough. Take this much for now. Go to Lawyer Cao Zhaolian at Zhinu Bridge on Nanchang Street tomorrow and make a contract. Bring it back to me and Chairman Song to see. If there's no problem, go sign the contract with the people you recruited."
"Remember, before signing the contract, you must read it to them. If they can't accept the terms, don't try to persuade them. Just go back where you came from. Do you understand?"
Gao Zhixiang nodded, "I understand."
Although Huang Wanzhen no longer needs to take the college entrance examination, Song Wenyin still has to take it. She has already applied to all four prestigious universities in Beijing. Taking the college entrance examination now is different from that in later generations. You have to go to any university you want to take the examination.
So it is really not easy to go to college in this era. If there is a university in your area, it’s fine. But if not, or if the university you want to go to is in another place, you have to prepare early. Not only do you have to prepare time, but you also have to prepare money. Travel expenses, food and accommodation expenses, registration fees, everything costs money.
Huang Wanzhen received an admission letter from Yenching University before Song Wenyin took the exam. Upon seeing this, Song Wenyin declared she would not come to Jixiangtang until after the exams were over. She told Huang Wanzhen to do all the work for her, as she was leaving for the battlefield. Then, with a look of heroic sacrifice on her face, she picked up her schoolbag, turned around, and strode away.
Huang Wanzhen only had time to raise her middle finger towards her back.
Huang Wanzhen carefully wiped the notice with a handkerchief. Thinking of the difficulties of the past few years, she sighed deeply. In this era of transition between the old and the new, a woman in embroidered shoes walked on thorny ground, leaving a bloody footprint with every step. Although it was painful and difficult, she knew that many people would walk this road in the future, and as more people walked, it would become a road. She was happy and proud to be a part of this road, and hoped that more women would awaken in the future.
This time, Huang Wanzhen went to Mr. Fan’s salon and met Fan Hengming and Ms. Chen for the third time.
Fan Hengming was still wearing a dark suit and white shirt. Huang Wanzhen felt that he looked very familiar. Mrs. Fan saw her confusion and said with a smile, "I made it for him at your Jixiangtang."
Huang Wanzhen immediately looked flattered. "Why haven't you mentioned this, Madam? You should have told me earlier." Huang Wanzhen always carried business cards and membership cards with her. She swiftly opened her pearl clutch and pulled out a membership card. "I was worried you'd think it was tacky, but since Madam likes the clothes in our store, I'll give it to you. I hope you'll accept it."
Mrs. Fan really liked Huang Wanzhen. She had only had one son in her life and had wondered what it would be like to have a daughter. When she saw Huang Wanzhen, everything became clear. She was gentle and quiet on the outside, and she was knowledgeable and had good character on the inside. Most importantly, the little girl, without any family support, had grown up to be so outstanding. Just thinking about it, you can tell that she must be a smart and hardworking girl.
"I heard that you were admitted to Yenching University. Is it Lecturer Yin's pattern department?" Mrs. Fan took Huang Wanzhen's hand and led her to the beverage area, where Western chefs were preparing meals and drinks. Mrs. Fan asked the chef for two cups of coffee in English, handed one to Huang Wanzhen first, then took her own and drank it slowly.
Although Huang Wanzhen likes to drink orange soda, she always drinks coffee like everyone else in public. This foreign thing that came from the West is now a favorite of the upper class. It seems that only by drinking coffee can one show one's high-end taste.
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