This was already busy enough. Not long ago, she handed over a manuscript of over 50,000 words to Song Zimo, which received his approval. In recent days, the new novel has been serialized in the Huaming Daily. Huang Wanzhen also has to write novels at night. She is really busy as hell.
The situation did not improve until the end of June, when Huang Wanzhen received her diploma.
Yin Jialuo was reluctant to part with her student Huang Wanzhen. In her teaching career, Huang Wanzhen was not the most diligent, but she was the most talented. Most importantly, Huang Wanzhen was the only female student who truly applied knowledge in practice.
To be honest, it is not easy to open a high-end clothing store in Beijing. If you don’t have the skills, you won’t make any money. If you have the skills, you have to go in and out of the backyards of wealthy families frequently to take measurements for the ladies.
Those ladies and young ladies grew up in a honey pot, with different personalities. Some were arrogant and unprincipled, and they might offend others with just a few words. Since the death of her master, Yin Jialuo became an orphan. She had no courage and was unwilling to be told what to do about her work. After seeing so much, she became timid.
But Huang Wanzhen had an even harder time than her. After all, she was protected by several of her master's old friends. Huang Wanzhen was completely alone in the fight, but unexpectedly, she was able to make the company bigger and stronger. It would be a lie for Yin Jialuo to say that she was not envious, but she would not become jealous because of envy. Her students worked so hard, and their efforts should be rewarded.
At the first Fan Family Salon after graduation, Yin Jialuo told Huang Wanzhen, "Master's reputation is too great. Using it might bring you trouble, but my reputation is average, so you can use it as you like."
Huang Wanzhen smiled and took Yin Jialuo's arm. "I am already satisfied with the development of Butefu Company to its current scale. There is no need to use the title of teacher anymore. I am afraid that it will tarnish your reputation."
A smile flickered in Yin Jialuo's eyes. "Isn't the title of teacher meant to bring down students? We're not doing anything shady. We're doing it openly. Even if someone doesn't like the clothes you designed and says something unpleasant, you don't have to pay attention. Everyone has different aesthetic tastes, and it's impossible for anyone to please everyone. Even if it's gold, there are still people who don't like it!"
Mrs. Fan smiled and joked, "Yes, it's right to listen to your master! She doesn't like gold. Go back more than ten years, and there were many people who came to her with gold to ask for clothes. Your master, with a high chin, drove them out of Yenching University and told the guards not to let them in to look for her again."
Huang Wanzhen opened her eyes wide in curiosity and asked Yin Jialuo for confirmation.
Yin Jialuo patted Huang Wanzhen's hand and said, "Don't listen to her nonsense, it's not true!"
Mrs. Fan glanced at her sideways, "Oh, oh, oh! Did you know to hide it from your students? If you had known this would happen, you wouldn't have done it in the first place!"
Yin Jialuo sighed deeply. "If I were to choose again, I would still choose this path. Yanjing University is the safest place. As long as I don't want to, no one can force me to do something I don't like!"
Mrs. Fan looked at her and sighed, "It's a good thing you didn't get married and have children, otherwise you would be blamed by your own children. If everyone in the world were as casual as you, how would your children grow up and how would the family continue?"
Yin Jialuo objected, "What's the point of having a child? This world is so bad, would I give birth to him and let him suffer in this world? Besides, what does the continuation of the family line have to do with us women? Isn't that what men should do? We women don't even have our own surnames. Even if we suffer and give birth to a child, it is the continuation of the man's surname. It really isn't our job to do all the hard work."
Mrs. Fan hurriedly looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention to them, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Such unorthodox words can be said in private. There are so many people in the salon, and we might be afraid someone might overhear them."
Without waiting for Yin Jialuo to say anything, Mrs. Fan took the initiative to change the subject, "Wanzhen, I heard from your teacher Yin that you want to study abroad? You can't follow your teacher. If you don't like Hengming, Aunt Fan can introduce you to other good boys."
Huang Wanzhen smiled and changed her address naturally, "Thank you Aunt Fan for your concern. There's no rush for studying abroad. I have to take the exam in May or June next year. I have to pass it before I can go."
Mrs. Fan had heard Yin Jialuo say that Huang Wanzhen had always been good at her studies and had always been number one for many years, so there was no way she couldn't pass an exam. "Studying abroad takes several years, so you have to think carefully and don't delay this important event in your life."
Mrs. Fan really liked Huang Wanzhen, and even though she had been married before, she didn't mind her reputation as a "second-marriage virgin." As long as Huang Wanzhen was willing, she could become her daughter-in-law.
Yin Jialuo disagreed with Mrs. Fan. She squeezed Huang Wanzhen's hand and said, "Studying abroad costs a lot of money, and you'll be gone for several years. Who knows what will happen? You should be more prepared. Child, don't worry so much, unless you think I'm not a good enough teacher."
Huang Wanzhen hurriedly waved her hands to deny it. Since Yin Jialuo really didn't care, Huang Wanzhen didn't hesitate and hung a banner in front of the door of Jixiang Hall the next day.
For a time, many elderly ladies came to Jixiangtang, and Huang Wanzhen also seized the opportunity to draw some cheongsam patterns with traditional elements.
After her business stabilized, Huang Wanzhen immediately began to work on the cash flow of the shop and technical school, converting all of it into gold bars.
In addition, he went to the Tao family in Nanchizi and ordered a lot of food and cloth.
Seeing her act this way, Mrs. Tao's heart suddenly tightened, and she thought back to the Northern Expedition a few years ago. You know, her cousin was a capable person. Not only did her business flourish, she also went to university and attended the monthly director's salon. The salon was full of knowledgeable and prestigious people, and they were the first to know about any news.
"But then..." Mrs. Tao stretched out her right index finger and pointed upwards. Huang Wanzhen didn't know how to answer, so she touched her chin and said nothing.
Mrs. Tao simply drove all the maids and servants out, closed the door, and asked Huang Wanzhen, "Is this serious? Do we need to store it for a few more years?"
Huang Wanzhen pointed to the northeast and said, "There are problems there, but Beijing is close, so prices are inevitably affected."
"Yes," Mrs. Tao nodded. "Over the years, the harvest from the land has been declining year by year, and food is becoming increasingly scarce. They say scarcity makes things valuable, but I never imagined that in a country as vast as China, food would become a rarity. At the slightest sign of trouble, the price of food would soar. Even the most powerful people in the world would have to exchange it for real money."
Mrs. Tao bent down, leaning towards Huang Wanzhen, and whispered, "I heard that the current calendar is inaccurate. It was made by some foreigner. The farmers' planting time is not accurate, so the grain yield is low."
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