Eighties Sweetheart Chapter 359 - 359 359 Can You Keep Up With Her Pace

??Chapter 359: Chapter 359: Can You Keep Up With Her Pace?

Chapter 359: Chapter 359: Can You Keep Up With Her Pace?

Since Song Yunuan had everything arranged, they would do as she said.

Studying is always better than fighting and killing, right?

These two really liked their peaceful life now.

So ti ago in Nan City, they thought the chairman was going to deal with them.

In the end, the eldest was beaten up by the second, and nothing more ca of it.

And it seed the chairman had forgotten about them too.

Until they left Nan City, he hadn’t contacted them.

What an incredible thing that was.

He and Acheng had braced themselves for a serious beating.

So, there’s nothing wrong with following the Second Young Master.

Second Young Master Zhong didn’t look at anything else, but devoted himself to reading the “Humble Hut’s Inscription”.

But he couldn’t understand it.

So he went to find the doctor on night duty, who enthusiastically explained it to him.

Then, the doctor carefully wrote down the annotations for him.

Second Young Master Zhong thanked him and returned to his room with the notebook.

His gaze fell on ‘In laughter, there are learned n, in associations, there’s not one plebeian’.

Plebeian, ah.

That must be the illiterate Second Young Master he’s called by Little Nuan.

She calls him the illiterate Second Young Master.

Zhong Shaoqing didn’t feel insulted; on the contrary, he found it pleasing.

Yes, the one and only illiterate Second Young Master!

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Gu Huai’an didn’t go to work during the day, and then started working overti at night.

Gu Huai’an lived on the third floor, and Old Master Gu, standing in the courtyard, looked up, knowing without seeing that it must be Gu Huai’an working overti!

He knew about the recent trip with the siblings, having gone out to have fun with them.

Without inquiring specifically, soone ca to tell him that Song Yunuan and a young man from Xiangjiang nad Zhong Shaoqing were often seen together.

Others said that the young man seed a little off ntally, and he had a poor relationship with his father and older brother.

It was said that Zhong Shaoqing owned an import and export trade company that had secured this year’s supply of fragrant rosewood.

Nobody knew where Second Young Master Zhong planned to sell this batch.

But regardless, Factory Manager Wu was very happy, having earned over fifty thousand yuan more than last year.

Old Master Gu, hands on hips, felt his neck getting sore, so he finally lowered his head.

Thinking back on Old Man Ji’s protection of Song Yunuan, Old Master Gu went back into his house.

He wouldn’t interfere anymore; he couldn’t even if he tried.

Continued contact would surely lead to Gu Huai’an turning on him.

The last ti he approached Old Mr.

Ji and Huai’an found out, the latter gave him a stern scolding afterward.

Indeed, he was at fault that ti.

So he dared not speak up.

He reflected on it after the event, realizing that if he kept ddling, he would beco an antiquated ddler in his children’s marital affairs.

Perhaps it was concern that bred chaos.

Forget it, just forget it.

Let whatever happens, happen.

In the future, anyone who talks to him about Song Yunuan would get the boot from him.

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Gu Huai’an, who worked overti until the early hours, grabbed a quick nap.

He got out of bed refreshed the next morning.

During breakfast, everyone from the Gu family was there.

No one spoke, and it was quiet.

Gu Huai’an then rembered the dinner he had with Sister Ju and Little Nuan at the restaurant the day before.

The two ladies weren’t chattering incessantly, but they did laugh and talk, creating a warm atmosphere that wasn’t unpleasant.

His current situation was good, including his aunt, no one dared to ddle in his affairs anymore.

There were too many uncertainties between him and Little Nuan to begin with.

He felt that he would not change.

But he didn’t know to what extent the seventeen-year-old Little Nuan would shine.

Would there co a ti when he felt he couldn’t keep up with her pace?

This is the most important.

If his family held him back again, he truly would have no chance of winning.

Right now, Little Nuan likes his face, likes his body.

But that’s really just admiration.

Little Nuan’s eyes are as clear as water, like the autumn sky’s clarity.

In those eyes, one can’t see a hint of infatuation or love.

Gu Huai’an finished breakfast and went to find Song Yunuan.

Throughout the day, Song Yunuan had dealt with over a hundred thousand yuan worth of goods, including objects made from red sandalwood and fragrant rosewood.

Knowing that the warehouse provided by Gu Huai’an could be used indefinitely, Song Yunuan was temporarily reassured; however, it was still inconvenient to always store them in Jun Work’s warehouse.

A secure place was needed.

After sending Song Yunuan on the train, Gu Huai’an turned around and rushed to the Dragon Aviation Base Headquarters.

A eting was being held there, and Gu Huai’an was supposed to chair it, but he hadn’t been able to return in ti since he was sending off Song Yunuan.

The old secretary had taken over, and while Gu Huai’an had rushed back, he showed no signs of embarrassnt and walked into the eting room calmly and composedly.

He then sat in the main seat that had been left vacant for him.

Although he was young, his position was there for all to see.

He only needed a glance at the contents of the eting and to listen to a few conversations to know what stage everything had reached.

The eting continued.

All the participants were excited, as a communication technology that would astonish the whole world was about to erge.

Without any collaboration, and without any foreign technological support, everything was independently developed by us.

We dare not claim to be far ahead, but we are certainly not behind either.

As long as research and developnt keep up, leading the world in the future is definitely not a dream.

This was still a small internal eting, confidential in nature.

This was initially spearheaded by Gu Huai’an, after all.

All of it was in his mind.

It could be said that he could co up with any data off the top of his head.

Actually, this technology had been under developnt for a while, but the research had hit a bottleneck and couldn’t find a breakthrough.

Although Gu Huai’an hadn’t disclosed how he’d made the breakthrough, it was an undeniable fact that the inspiration ca from Song Yunuan.

Her strength, her speed, her wild imagination, and even the concepts she might have intentionally or unintentionally instilled in him allowed him to break through the bottleneck in a month and make significant progress.

The corners of Gu Huai’an’s mouth curved up slightly.

The Song family said Song Yunuan was their family’s fortune jewel, but in truth, she was also his lucky star.

The old secretary looked at the pleased Gu Huai’an and was happy in his heart as well.

In his kind gaze, there was pride and expectancy, wondering how many more surprises this young man would bring to him.

But one thing was beyond doubt—besides Dragon Aviation, Gu Huai’an also held absolute influence in the electronics manufacturing industry of Dragon Kingdom.

The old secretary clenched his fist, and his eyes flashed with sharpness.

He and Old Gu would have to hold on for two more years, to protect and support Huai’an.

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Song Yunuan had arrived ho, standing in front of her family’s large tile-roofed house, feeling that the old saying was true: there’s no place like ho.

It was still more comfortable living in her own ho.

Nanshan had already had its first snowfall.

There was no snowy landscape; the snow lted away as soon as the sun ca out.

Song Yunuan had arrived ho in the afternoon.

After going around, she found that everything was quite good.

Nowadays, foreign currency orders ca with deposits, which were transferred from the provincial city to the Zhilan Garnt Factory’s account.

Of course, it wasn’t in foreign currency but had already been converted into money.

With this large sum of money in the account, Old Mrs.

Song finally felt secure.

She was overjoyed when she talked about it with Song Yunuan.

She also said that the bazaar’s houses were built, and there was even heating inside.

Now Xiaohua was already training a newcor.

Since one person was too busy, they had hired another young girl.

She was from the village, a neighbor to Xiaohua.

Old Mrs.

Zhou had recomnded her.

Old Mrs.

Song also knew her; she was the eldest daughter of the Lew family nad Lew Xia.

Her nature was much like Xiaohua’s—a good, honest girl without any crooked ideas.

But now there was a problem, no longer using the departnt store to handle money.

Now the two girls had to handle the finances every day.