Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 529 I Make It Go Global

Chapter 529: Chapter 529 I Make It Go Global

But she had not expected that Bian Haiying would subsequently write a piece of prose, and after intercepting him, read it to him in a trembling voice full of tender emotion.

He understood her thoughts.

She loved someone and didn’t mind anything about them; she loved him very deeply and hoped he would give her a chance to love him.

Beyond that, she asked for nothing more.

He was a man, after all, and one with over a decade of marriage at that. If one were to say he was tired of it, he had been tired a long time ago, but it seemed that everyone felt this way.

Tell me, who could remain unmoved when hearing such a heartfelt declaration of love?

So, when Luo Shuxiu asked him, Lin Han’s illusion was shattered, his face darkened, and he said coldly and impatiently, "I’m not interested in who your fellow townsman is. I’m very, very busy. Don’t mention your townsman in front of me, and don’t bother me with all this mess, do you hear?"

Luo Shuxiu, watching her husband inexplicably become angry, was on the verge of tears but she forcibly held them back and turned to leave.

Was this because he was fed up with her, or because of that beautiful college student?

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After Song Yunuan had received the fax, she showed it to Zhong Shaoqing.

Zhong Shaoqing looked in good spirits and was quite energetic.

The dosage of his medication had been cut in half recently.

Therefore, aside from treatment, he had been dedicating his remaining time to Fanhua.

After calculating, Zhong Shaoqing told Song Yunuan that the specifications and quantities for bartering were very reasonable.

Then Song Yunuan handed the fax over to Old Master Gu, who had been waiting for a long time.

No one knew that Song Yunuan’s bartering this time was directly reported to Old Mr. Xie above.

Old Master Gu showed the fax to Old Mr. Xie, who found it exceedingly reasonable and saw no need for any changes.

Thus the fax was approved.

Old Master Gu happily proceeded to the Fanhua Head Office.

As it happened, Song Yunuan was at the headquarters of the Fanhua Head Office at the time.

The temporary lease was for a storefront, which was divided in the middle; one side was Song Yunuan’s Fanhua Head Office, and the other was Fanhua Investment Company.

The area of the storefront was not large, but it had all the necessary facilities.

Adah and Acheng were jack-of-all-trades employees.

They were responsible for cleaning both companies.

Unexpectedly, Xia Zhi had visited yesterday and, eager as ever, cleaned the office before leaving reluctantly.

At this moment, Old Master Gu stood in front of the storefront, and even though he knew what was happening, it still felt like child’s play to him.

But their import and export trading company had already closed a big deal and was about to close a second one.

No, it shouldn’t be referred to as ’their’ company anymore; it should be ’ours.’

No matter what, in business, one must look beyond appearances and consider what lies within.

Seeing Old Master Gu coming in so delighted, Song Yunuan knew there was nothing wrong with the contents of the fax.

Old Master Gu glanced at the neighboring office and asked Song Yunuan, "Is your investment company next door just being left empty?"

"For the time being, yes. At the moment it’s all investment with no return; to be honest, if we were to start operations, there would be many things lacking.

I actually got a great deal here, thanks to Brother Huai’an for securing this benefit for me; otherwise, I would have had to comply with all the various regulations and requirements."

Such as financial, taxation, material, and personnel arrangements—the list goes on.

But these are things that Song Yunuan would eventually perfect.

In fact, she had taken a liking to Luo Shuxiu.

Although Luo Shuxiu is currently a temporary worker in the logistics of Beidu University, it is still a university job that many people envy.

To those unaware, her two companies might not seem like much to talk about or pay attention to.

Wait and see, she was not in a rush.

Old Master Gu gave Song Yunuan a look; the young lady had everything figured out, and at this time, he could not just echo her sentiment.

He just burst out laughing.

Everything was left unsaid.

He had come to realize that Little Nuan’s company had no intention of engaging in retail at all; they didn’t need salespeople or any related staff.

He wasn’t sure about the future, but at least for now, that was how things were operating.

Since it was no problem for the so-called investment company next door to keep its doors locked every day, Old Master Gu stopped inquiring.

Fewer people meant less trouble, which was better.

The only employees were Adah and Acheng, and they were notably obedient.

He actually had nothing to advise on.

But he was still very concerned about the investment in the animation film studio.

Song Yunuan took the opportunity to say, "Grandpa Gu, I’m heading back to school in a bit. When you have time, you could contact the old factory director of Hai City Animation Film Studio.

I’ve told the old factory director about you, that you are now our chief advisor. He was so pleased. He said he had fought alongside you in the early years, and later when he visited Beidu for a meeting, he met you. The way he spoke, it seemed like he really wanted to have a chat with you."

Old Master Gu felt he shouldn’t have asked; this sly girl had been waiting for him to ask this question.

"...I know that Factory Director Mei. Back then, he was in charge of a publicity team. He could sing, dance, and also paint. The works produced by the animation film studio in recent years are indeed quite good."

"Then just wait, when my ’Adventures of Little Stone’ gets produced, I’ll make sure it’s shown all over the world."

Good, whether it can be achieved or not, having such ambition is enough.

When Song Yunuan returned to her dorm, it was almost time for lights out.

Then, she noticed all three of her roommates were there. She cast a particularly curious glance at Bian Haiying, who was humming a tune on her bed with a spring in her step, and Song Yunuan asked in surprise, "You seem so happy. Did you eat something delicious?"

Bian Haiying looked at Song Yunuan with a smug expression.

Still so young, always thinking about eating.

If it weren’t for a smart brain, how could one possibly get into Beidu University?

"Today I joined our school’s Prose Society. Do you know who the advisor of the Prose Society is?"

"Who is it?"

"It’s none other than Professor Lin from our school. I wrote a piece of prose, and Professor Lin praised me, saying it was good, spirited, and imaginative. He mentioned he’d help me submit it to the university journal. If it really gets published, I’ll treat you all to soda."

Chen Aijuan and Shen Kexin glanced at each other.

They had not expected Bian Haiying to become acquainted with Professor Lin so quickly. What should they do about their jealousy?

Song Yunuan, however, stopped talking.

Without even thinking about it, she knew Bian Haiying wasn’t the type who could keep her nose clean and maintain proper boundaries.

It wasn’t that she was particularly bad; in fact, she could get along harmoniously with her roommates despite being somewhat spoiled.

She was a Beidu native, and her family was well-off.

But school hadn’t been in session for very long at this point.

In her mind, even if the two of them were a bit flirtatious now, they probably wouldn’t do anything inappropriate right away.

Song Yunuan thought this uncertainly.

But such matters were hard to predict; otherwise, why would there be a phrase like "unable to control one’s feelings"?

Especially Professor Lin, who was probably tired of Aunt Xiu by now.

His heart wasn’t with Aunt Xiu anymore; otherwise, he wouldn’t have looked at Bian Haiying the way he did that day, and Aunt Xiu didn’t even dare to approach them.

Moreover, if he respected Aunt Xiu, she, as a fellow townsman, should have been invited over to his house by now.

Instead, at the university, she couldn’t even mention his name.

Many people love a coquettish demeanor and naturally don’t value loyalty.

Especially a man like Professor Lin, who thinks very highly of himself.

At that moment, Bian Haiying began to recite the prose she intended to submit to the university journal.

It was a piece of love prose.