Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 364: Does Heaven Jealously Guard Against Talented Individuals?

Chapter 364: Chapter 364: Does Heaven Jealously Guard Against Talented Individuals?

Song Yunuan blinked her eyes.

[I’m too engrossed, none of this has happened yet, what am I worried about?]

[Could this be what they mean by concern leads to chaos?]

Gu Huai’an’s eyes flashed with tenderness, and his trembling fingers betrayed an emotional state drastically different from his outward appearance.

[What exactly happened to Little Brother’s grandfather that he wanted to commit suicide? Did he make some unforgivable mistake?]

[How can I subtly remind Little Brother to check if his grandpa did something bad?]

[But the primary issue is still this first-generation mobile phone. Its release blocked foreign capital, was it Gudel Group who took action? Should I find a way to bankrupt Gudel Electronics Group?]

[Is this what they call tall poppy syndrome? Little Brother is so impressive, just like a national treasure, I really can’t afford even a moment of negligence.]

[Little Brother, do you need me to be your bodyguard, the kind that offers close protection?]

Song Yunuan hurriedly blinked her eyes, her mind racing with unchecked thoughts.

Gu Huai’an picked up his phone, then opened the car door and said to Song Yunuan, "Little Nuan, get out of the car and I will dial for you again."

Song Yunuan opened the car door.

The two stood, one on the left side of the car, the other on the right.

Gu Huai’an told Song Yunuan that when the ringing started, she could press the biggest button in the middle.

That was the answer key.

Song Yunuan looked at the first-generation phone in her hand, and in the unfolding plot, she hadn’t seen what happened afterward.

The scene only continued until the banquet Lin Qing attended.

Nobody could tell that Gu Huai’an, dressed in his smart suit, was blind.

His secretary, named Xiao Wu, was by his side.

Not offering a helping hand.

He chatted leisurely with those fawning over him.

He did not linger for too long.

After just over ten minutes, he left the banquet hall with an unhurried stride.

By then, there were no more scenes to witness.

As Song Yunuan pondered with her eyes blinking rapidly, Gu Huai’an had already dialed a string of numbers.

Soon after, the music of "The East is Red" echoed again.

Song Yunuan pressed the answer key in the middle.

Voices came through, one from the phone’s speaker and one from the other side of the car.

"Can you hear me talking?" asked Gu Huai’an.

Song Yunuan was tempted to roll her eyes, "Even without this device, I can hear you speak."

Gu Huai’an chuckled.

This was a remote area, and he couldn’t be too far from Little Nuan.

However, Song Yunuan waved her hand and, before Gu Huai’an could stop her, merrily dashed off into the distance illuminated by the car headlights.

The little girl, wearing a yellow down jacket, quickly put a considerable distance between herself and Gu Huai’an on the snow-covered ground.

This time, Song Yunuan clearly heard Gu Huai’an’s voice coming from the phone.

Somewhat distorted, but not severe, it was much better than a landline.

And far superior to the contemporary mobile phones.

Then Gu Huai’an drove towards her, and Song Yunuan got into the car.

Gu Huai’an said to her, "These two mobile phones have been specially developed, their numbers are not public, and they receive signals radiated from the base, which have not yet covered the city. The technology is immature, and there are many aspects that need improvement.

But I really want to give it to you, if not for your brainstorm, if not for the inspiration from the energy generated by your physical strength, we couldn’t have developed it so quickly."

In Little Nuan’s prediction, it would be successfully developed next summer solstice.

"It’s not very useful at the moment, just consider it a toy for now, maybe in a year it will replace the mobile phones currently used in Xiangjiang and abroad."

Mobile phones had actually appeared a while ago.

Shangguan Heng and Zhong Daqiao each had one,

But they were useless, as we didn’t have a mobile communication network here, and without signal, it was naturally impossible to make calls.

Song Yunuan gave Gu Huai’an a thumbs-up.

"This is much better than the huge bricks people use in Xiangjiang, compact and convenient. And the most shocking part is that the ringtone is actually music, it’s like leaping several steps at once."

Gu Huai’an smiled and then drove Song Yunuan back to Old Mr. Ji’s home.

At the front gate, Song Yunuan got out of the car, talking inside was uncomfortable because it strained her neck.

She pulled Gu Huai’an aside, to the corner near the entrance.

The streetlight here wasn’t very bright, but it was bright enough to see clearly.

Old Mr. Ji, who was strolling in the courtyard while waiting for Song Yunuan, squinted his eyes.

Why did it feel like Little Nuan was pulling Huai’an into a corner?

The old man quickened his pace towards the direction of the gate.

At that moment, Song Yunuan lowered her voice to Gu Huai’an and said, "Your invention will definitely block foreign capital’s way. I won’t leak any secrets on my end. You must ensure that your workplace has good confidentiality measures, and you need to have more bodyguards with you, don’t go out alone..."

After thinking it over, Song Yunuan added, "Your future is bound to be bright, just don’t let your family hold you back.

Oh yes, I heard from Chu Zizhou that your grandfather is quite formidable, not only is he hot-tempered and autocratic, but he also doesn’t have a partner now. You have to keep an eye on him, don’t let him make mistakes he shouldn’t, lest he tarnishes his reputation in his old age."

Standing at the entrance, Old Mr. Ji only heard the last few sentences and his face immediately darkened.

What nonsense is this child spouting here?

These things hadn’t happened yet, and Song Yunuan couldn’t explain them clearly.

"Second Grandpa is looking for me, I need to go back now, but you must remember what I just said."

Gu Huai’an looked at the young girl advising him with a gentle gaze, "Alright, I’ve got it."

He didn’t say much more, and after exchanging a few words with Old Master Ji, Gu Huai’an drove away from Wutong District.

Song Yunuan pondered in her heart; this technology was truly a cause for national celebration in our country.

From Gu Huai’an taking a special train, it was evident that protective measures were taken very seriously.

Yet there was still a loophole exploited, showing that capital truly seeps through every crack.

The Gudel Group should be made bankrupt sooner.

That way, the handsome brother who always gave her gifts would be safe.

But this operation seemed incredibly difficult.

It was virtually an impossible mission.

After all, she hadn’t even dealt with Shangguan Heng yet.

Let alone the internationally renowned Gudel Group.

Not to mention whether she had the personal capacity, even the full force of the nation seemed to have no chance of winning.

Song Yunuan blinked her eyes.

No worries, there’s still a year left before disaster strikes.

Meanwhile, Gu Huai’an’s composure was again disturbed, and he parked the car on the roadside, trying hard to calm his emotions.

Only when he had finally regained his usual composure did he start driving towards the mansion.

The lights at home were still on, grandfather was in the study, but it was unclear what he was doing.

Old Master Gu knew his grandson had returned.

Although Gu Huai’an was the eldest son’s child, he was not his eldest grandson.

He was his second grandson, and the one he valued most.

As long as the Gu family had him, even if something happened, they would not fall.

But no one wanted to go that far.

His relationship with Old Master Qian was very complex.

If the two families could really unite through marriage, it would be beneficial for both the Qian family and the Gu family.

But his grandson was not interested in Qian Anna.

He was always chasing after Song Yunuan.

Seeing his demeanor, it seemed he had gone to see Song Yunuan again.

Smiling and making promises to that young girl, yet he was pulling a long face with this old man.

Angered, the old man waved Gu Huai’an away, "Don’t give me that stern look, I’m not dealing with your matters, do whatever you like, just scram!"