Fried Spring Rolls

Song Shixia didn't need to rack her brain to guess who was full and had nothing to do.

She didn't look at the report and pressed Ji Weiqing's shoulders with moderate force.

"Professor Ji, your wife has been reported, why are you still gloating over the misfortune?"

Song Shixia deliberately ignored Ji Weiqing, but Ji Weiqing actually agreed to help her solve the problem. She was happy to be free and didn't refuse.

Song Shixia smacked him on the face.

"Then I'll leave this matter to you."

Ji Weiqing laughed helplessly, grabbed her restless little hand and played with it in his palm. His voice was gentle,

"Don't keep silent when you are bullied. Mom and I are at home and can help you solve the problem. If reporting it affects you, you will have a lot of trouble even if you clarify it later."

Song Shixia said cunningly: "I didn't let mom interfere. You are at home. I am upright and I am not afraid of my own shadow. She can do whatever she wants."

Ji Weiqing personally found Principal Hu and discussed something with him. The next day, the counselor found Song Shixia, and Ge Qing wanted to apologize to her in person.

Song Shixia was annoyed by Ge Qing, but his mood improved when he saw the arrogant and domineering person being embarrassed.

Ge Qing thought of countless possible outcomes, but she never expected Ji Weiqing to show up in person. Her father even called her to the office and scolded her, threatening her to drop out of school and go home to take care of the baby if she didn't behave herself.

Ge Qing wanted to study abroad at public expense in the next semester, but she had to apologize to Song Shixia under pressure from her father.

She apologized sincerely, but she hated Song Shixia in her heart. She was so angry that her lungs were about to explode, but she couldn't do anything about Song Shixia.

Song Shixia didn't get too entangled with Ge Qing. She knew that even if the other party was dissatisfied, she couldn't cause any trouble. After all, she didn't have any handle on him.

There were many courses in the new semester, and Song Shixia had to travel back and forth between the two schools, thanks to her car. Fortunately, the courses in Chinese medicine this semester were all professional courses, so as long as you memorized the knowledge in the book, there would be no big problem, so you could occasionally miss two classes.

It was just a pharmacy course that made Song Shixia suffer. The teacher had her eye on her. Although the undergraduate course did not allow students to dispense medicine on their own, the teacher would secretly ask her to go to the laboratory on Saturdays and Sundays and give her extra lessons. It could only be described as a sweet trouble.

The upside is that you can really learn useful experience, but the downside is that you can't care about the company.

Fortunately, Sister Yao Xue had no complaints, and she said from the beginning that she would be in charge of product development and would not need to be in the office all the time.

The dean and professors of the pharmacy department are all industry leaders, and they are even involved in the research and development of domestically produced drugs on the market. Song Shixia made rapid progress in their studies, and with her basic knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, she soon produced her first cosmetic in the laboratory.

The first thing Song Shixia did after receiving the scholarship was to take her roommates out to dinner. Several other girls in the dormitory also received motivational scholarships, but the amount of money they received was different depending on their family circumstances.

There are several small restaurants around the school, two of which serve delicious Sichuan cuisine, and the prices are a little more expensive than the cafeteria.

After school started, everyone spent less time together and more time apart. Song Shixia would only go back to the dormitory for a nap in the afternoon when she had classes. This made her feel that she had made the right choice of person.

Whenever there was plenty of sunshine, everyone would help her dry the quilt. One time, when Song Shixia returned to the dormitory, she found that the quilt had been moved, and it didn't feel damp at all as if it had not been used for a long time. She knew without thinking that her roommates had helped her dry it.

Everyone helped her dry the quilt and re-made the bed. From these details, we can see that the girls in the dormitory are all very good people.

Ding Jiajia sat down and grabbed Song Shixia's hand to apologize to her.

"It's all our fault for showing off too much. The people in the next dorm asked us why we didn't get a tan after the military training. We showed off our sunscreen cream and it almost hurt you."

Song Shixia didn't care: "It's not all your fault. You just didn't guard yourself and were taken advantage of by villains. I was prepared, so it doesn't matter even if I'm reported."

Before Song Shixia went to college, she got to know many professors at the school through her skill in making medicinal wine. The older professors liked her medicinal wine the most, and it seemed that Dean Shen helped recommend it to them.

I have my own technique for making medicinal wine. Even if I really trace the sunscreen cream and take it for testing, I can't detect any harmful ingredients or medicinal properties. The most important point is that the sunscreen cream is not positioned as a medicine. Although it is a medicated cosmetic, the medicinal content is very low, and it is not a skin care product that I have just made.

Therefore, even if we report it to the college, it will only be a little troublesome to send it for testing. The test results cannot mean that the sunscreen cream is a medicine and it is positioned as a skin care product when it is sold.

Song Shixia explained the reason, and the girls who had felt guilty for most of the semester finally felt less guilty.

They originally thought that this matter was over last semester, but rumors circulated in the school a while ago that Ge Qing had reported Song Shixia and the Academic Affairs Office was handling the matter.

We discussed it privately several times and all agreed that it was pure bragging and there was no such thing as sunscreen ointment.

After listening to Song Shixia's explanation, they realized that there were so many twists and turns here. Ge Qing was just narrow-minded and wanted to destroy her, not that she had caught Song Shixia's handle.

Song Shixia knew that there was nothing wrong with her, so she never took Ge Qing to heart.

Hao Guihua raised her thumb and said, "I admire you so much. When I encounter such a thing, even if there is no problem, I will still be worried whether I have made a mistake. Ge Qing's aggressive attitude makes people feel that her evidence is conclusive."

Everyone agreed that Ge Qing just scared them.

Song Shixia smiled and said, "That's because Ge Qing has a father who can cover the sky with one hand in the school. If I were to switch my identity with you, I would be accused of a false crime today."

Song Shixia was just disgusted with Ge Qing, but what she really disliked was Principal Ge who abused his privilege. If Principal Ge hadn't been there to support her, how could Ge Qing have bullied her classmates so recklessly in school?

Zheng Lingling held her face with her hands and sighed.

"It's great to be born into a good family. Who said we are an ordinary family?"

Ding Jiajia lowered her voice and said, "Isn't Secretary Zhang's house next door to yours? Can you report this to Principal Ge in private?"

Song Shixia stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her.

"Girl, do you know how much evidence is needed to report a crime? Can I go to school if I have the time to waste with him? I am only an indirect victim. Only students who are oppressed by privilege can report the crime effectively."

So it's not that Song Shixia doesn't want to. If she really wants to report Principal Ge, it will be time-consuming and laborious. Song Shixia is too lazy to rush around for such a small matter. There will always be people who have been bullied by Ge Qing and will not be able to bear it and report it.

"Let's eat. I have to travel back and forth between two campuses this semester. I'm going to treat you to a meal with this scholarship. I don't know when our next dorm gathering will be."

In the middle of the meal, I somehow ended up bringing the topic to Professor Ji.

Guo Qianlan asked mysteriously: "Xiao Xia, do you know what Professor Ji's current status is?"

Song Shixia said frankly: "Aren't they just the ones hanging on the school wall?"

"I heard that Professor Ji is a senior engineer at the researcher level."

Song Shixia was confused: "What's the difference between this and being a professor?"

"He is a researcher-level engineer at the institute, and a professor at the university. Your Professor Ji is amazing."

Song Shixia realized belatedly: "So you mean he can get two salaries?"

Guo Qianlan was helpless: "Your Professor Ji is so amazing, but you only care about his salary!"

Song Shixia took it for granted.

"What else? I don't know anything about his job."

Guo Qianlan held her forehead and complained helplessly.

"No wonder you married Professor Ji. I guess it's because you don't talk to him about work."

Song Shixia wanted to clarify that this was not the reason, but after thinking about it, she decided not to break the girls' romantic fantasies.

"Well, you're right. We never interfere with each other at home. I never ask about his work."

Chai Shanjing hesitated and said, "Professor Ji accepted three students in his first year of graduate study. Will I have a chance in the future?"

Song Shixia was not sure: "I think so. He is quite lenient with female students. As long as they pass the thesis and can endure hardship and stand hard work, they are fine."

Ji Weiqing accepted three students. Song Shixia knew that he was most satisfied with his eldest disciple, and the remaining two students were just to make up the numbers. It was said that they were also talented.

Song Shixia felt that there was no one with poor talent who could be admitted to Yenching University, except for some people with connections who entered the school through special talents.

Ge Qing looked through the scholarship list several times but couldn't find herself on it. She couldn't accept that she didn't get the national scholarship.

Ge Qing wanted to find the school leader, but then changed her mind and went to find her father first. When she heard that her father had not returned from a meeting, she held her anger and went home.

Bai Qiurui has been messing around since his parents decided on his marriage without his permission. He didn't even register for this semester. He went to college to pursue his dream lover up close, but his life is now firmly controlled by his parents.

Bai Qiurui finally made up his mind to follow his uncle into business. Bai's father and old man Bai predicted the prospects of going into business, so they did not object.

"I tell you, I went abroad and saw a different world. No matter what product we make, it's just like picking up money from the ground."

After saying that, Uncle Bai pointed to the GG sign on the roadside.

"See? The boss of this company must have been abroad, or he came back from a coastal city to do business. They are all like this outside."

Bai Qiurui glanced at him boredly.

"Poppy? It's obviously something prepared for women. Women don't have money in their pockets. They still rely on men to make money."

Uncle Bai slapped his nephew on the back of the head.

"Look at your stupid brain. If you really say that, what's the point of the company? Don't underestimate women's spending power. Foreign countries call spending money consumption and customers consumers. Among them, women have the highest spending power, and men are second."

Bai Qiurui touched his head and felt wronged.

"Am I wrong? Women don't make as much money as men, so how can they spend it?"

Uncle Bai looked at his nephew, who was the oldest, with a look of stupidity in his eyes.

"Your brain is sometimes good and sometimes bad. Even if women don't make money, men make money and give it to their wives. It's still the women who are in charge of the money."

Bai Qiurui finally understood what his uncle meant, but he refused to cooperate. His face was full of disdain.

"I don't make money from women. I think it's shameful."

Uncle Bai is disappointed that his work cannot be done.

"You don't even want to eat the food that's right in front of you, but you're still picking on it. Do you know how much net profit this Yu Mei Ren Company makes from just one product, a skin cream?"

"It doesn't matter how much it is. I can't ask for money from women. I only make money from men."

Uncle Bai said to himself, "They only made a few hundred thousand in half a year. They made a few hundred thousand in half a year with just one product. Anyway, I envy their products. I am not as miserable as I am with such a nephew."

Bai Qiurui was choking on his words, he didn't believe that the lotion could sell for hundreds of thousands.

"How is that possible! Isn't that sunscreen cream just vanishing cream?"

Uncle Bai patiently analyzed it for him.

"The full name of the product is sunscreen lotion. Do you know how important the word sunscreen is? People will sunbathe, some will get tanned, and some will never get tanned no matter what. When you have been to a big city, you will know how persistent those rich girls and women are in their pursuit of beauty. The sunscreen lotion they advertised contains pearl powder and has a whitening effect. Facts have proven that it does have a whitening effect after application, and you only need to wash your face with hot water to wipe it off, which is easier than cosmetics. Do you think they can make money?"

"I tell you, he deserves to earn hundreds of thousands. He is just talented."

The uncle's voice was deafening, and Bai Qiurui re-examined the GG sign on the side of the road.

The GG brand of Yu Meiren only has a silhouette of a graceful beauty wearing a rose-colored cheongsam with roses on it. The lotion is in a round box with a rose-colored lid embellished with two roses.

His mother had also bought such a small box of lotion. During the Chinese New Year, he heard his mother discussing it with others, and it seemed that she had managed to snatch a box with great difficulty.

"They are able to sell so many products that you sneer at. It is said that Poppy Company has overseas shipping channels. If it is sold abroad, the price will definitely double."

He had been abroad and saw how sick foreign women were in pursuit of beauty.

"Uncle, do you mean we should also make lotion?"

Uncle Bai rolled his eyes.

"How can we compete with others in the market? Do you know how to mix pearl powder?"

Bai Qiurui shook his head obediently.

"You don't know, and neither do I. This is the first time I've heard that pearls can be used as medicine."

Bai Qiurui finally realized how arrogant and ignorant his previous words were.

"So what business do we do?"

"Let's take a look first. Anyway, I have accumulated a lot of experience this time and I still have some money. Let's see what other surprises this Poppy Company has in store."

"Why should we look at them? There are other companies in the capital. I think the clothing industry can also make money."

Uncle Bai gave him an admiring look.

"The clothing industry is good, but it's not a long-term solution. Unless you want to make quick money or you have a talent for design. I want to build a family business where we are solid from the foundation and don't rely on external forces."

The sudden rise of this poppy company, which can make a lot of money with just one product, shows that the boss is most likely the founder of the lotion. The boss behind him must be in the capital circle, and he is not in a hurry for the time being, as he will meet him sooner or later.

Bai Qiurui thought about it and thought he had heard the name of sunscreen cream somewhere before, but he couldn't find any clue. Maybe he heard his mother mention it when chatting with Ge Qing during the Chinese New Year.

After having dinner with her roommates, Song Shixia packed a portion of fried spring rolls to take home. The crispy spring rolls were filled with sweet bean paste, and the little guys must have liked them very much.

Song Shixia changed her shoes, while Ji Weiqing sat at the dining table doing calculations and reasoning with a pile of information at hand. The two young guys sat in a row on chairs reading.

The difference is that the older brother is reading comic books, while the younger brother is reading science books.

Song Shixia raised the lunch box in his hand.

"I brought you some fried spring rolls, come and eat them while they're hot."

The boy immediately put down his book and went to wash his hands.

Song Shixia greeted Ji Weiqing: "Would you like to try some spring rolls?"

Ji Weiqing raised his head and glanced at her.

"eat."

Song Shixia knew that he was waiting for her to feed him, and if she did it herself she would have to go wash her hands and waste time.

As she fed him, she also teased him, "Be careful the kids come out and see and laugh at you."

Ji Yuan's innocent voice came from behind.

"No kidding, grandma said that when mom and dad feed each other it's a sign of love."

Song Shixia turned around and asked him with a smile,

"What else did grandma say?"

Ji Yuan recalled seriously: "Grandma also said that if mom and dad don't talk, they are arguing. If mom and dad love each other, my brother and I will grow taller."

I may change the title of my book soon so that everyone can recognize me by the cover QAQ.

How about "Happy Pregnancy Stepmom Has Space"?