Chapter 912: Chapter 911: A Blunt Betrayal
In 1981, the number of classes decreased, and so did the number of people around.
Wang Shui’s internship was at the Foreign Trade Departnt, personally requested by Minister Huang.
Wang Shui was initially hesitant—she was the company’s financial supervisor; if she left, who would handle the accounts for Lin Nianhe?
However, Lin Nianhe stated: They could always hire a new accountant, but if she dared to compete with Uncle Huang for staff, he would lead a guard contingent to surround No. 88 Courtyard, not to hit or scold her, but to cut off the oxygen and suffocate her.
Out of respect for life, Wang Shui cheerfully reported to the Foreign Trade Departnt the next day.
Most of the students from the physics departnt went to research institutes across the country, while a few pursued further studies abroad or entered graduate programs.
One student requested neither an assigned internship nor overseas graduate studies, which infuriated the head of the physics departnt, Mr. Ren, to the point that he chased her across half the campus, marking what was arguably the first major violent incident at Peking University that year.
“Co along, Elder Ji, have a word with her!”
Mr. Ren, knowing he had no hope of convincing Lin Nianhe himself, brought her directly to Elder Ji’s house for external support.
Elder Ji, sipping tea, asked in return, “What should I say to her?”
Mr. Ren laid out all of Lin Nianhe’s “misconducts” in one go, concluding, “First in class every year, what a promising talent! I understand not wanting to go abroad, but why not pursue research? Not wanting either option, staying at the university for graduate studies would be good too!”
Elder Ji looked at Lin Nianhe: “You really don’t want to?”
Lin Nianhe nodded obediently: “I really don’t.”
“Then don’t do it.” Elder Ji delivered the final verdict.
Mr. Ren: “…?”
He had hoped for Elder Ji to advise her, but how was she convinced in just a second?
Elder Ji cleared his throat and said to Mr. Ren, “Old Ren, don’t be so old-fashioned. Contributing to the country isn’t just about research; earning foreign exchange and paying taxes are also important!”
Mr. Ren, solely focused on education and research, wasn’t aware of these matters, but Elder Ji certainly was.
This past year, Lin Nianhe alone had brought in over three hundred million yuan in foreign exchange just through selling lipstick.
Elder Ji felt that if she could develop for a few more years, this number would likely increase dozens of tis.
Instead of making her do research she didn’t want to, it was better to let her disrupt other countries’ markets.
Mr. Ren rolled his eyes in exasperation.
He realized he had sought advice from the wrong person!
Elder Ji gave Lin Nianhe a look, and then said, “Nianhe, express your stance.”
Lin Nianhe nodded and said sensibly, “How about I donate a laboratory to the university?”
“Do I need your laboratory donation?” Mr. Ren glared at her.
Lin Nianhe: “Just tell whether the lithography machine I previously gave you is useful or not.”
“…”
Mr. Ren was left speechless.
He had to admit, it was indeed useful.
Moreover, in the subsequent research, Lin Nianhe continued to provide them with financial support.
After all, at the ti, the research on lithography machines wasn’t receiving much attention, the budget was very limited, and if it weren’t for Lin Nianhe’s funding, the project might have been halted entirely.
Mr. Ren now felt very embarrassed, like soone in debt.
But he was truly reluctant to see Lin Nianhe venture into business.
“Old Ren,” Elder Ji cleared his throat and said, “See, Nianhe is going into business, then building schools and funding research, how much talent does this discover for the country? Keeping her in a research institute, could she have more of an impact than a thousand or ten thousand people combined?”
Mr. Ren looked at Elder Ji and rembered that Ji Family’s grandson, Ji Mingyi, had been running through various mountainous regions for almost two years now.
Thinking about it this way, sending Lin Nianhe into business didn’t seem so unacceptable anymore.
He just couldn’t quite swallow his pride; he didn’t want to be persuaded so easily by just a few casual words.
Elder Ji looked at him, directly saying, “That’s all I’m saying. I won’t force Nianhe to do sothing she doesn’t want to. She’s my god-granddaughter, and I’ve already given you enough face by explaining this much.”
Ever since Lin Nianhe had survived a life-threatening event in Xiangjiang, Elder Ji’s indulgence towards her had beco boundless.
One could say that as long as Lin Nianhe wasn’t committing cris like murder or arson, the elderly man wouldn’t make things difficult for her.
Mr. Ren’s breath caught, and he looked at Elder Ji with a sowhat aggrieved expression.
He didn’t receive any manpower or even a nice word.
This old friend was becoming more dispensable with ti.
Lin Nianhe tily offered a cup of tea to Mr. Ren with a smile, “Teacher Ren, please don’t be upset. Even though I’m not at the research institute, I’ll always be your student. If there’s ever a tough problem in the future that needs to solve, I’ll certainly do so without hesitation if I’m available.”
The words were artfully put, and Mr. Ren took the tea cup.
“Alright then.”
He nodded, finally managing to persuade himself to let Lin Nianhe go.
Elder Ji smiled and asked him, “Would you like to stay for a al?”
“No, there’s still a lot to do at the university.” Mr. Ren shook his head, “The 77th batch has many special circumstances, arranging jobs is quite challenging.”
This wasn’t an excuse; this batch included students with families and children, or those with elderly parents back ho, so job placents had to consider various aspects.
Mr. Ren initially intended to leave imdiately but suddenly rembered sothing else, “What about Zhao Haii, that other female student in your class, what’s her family situation?”
“Hmm?”
Lin Nianhe was montarily stunned, then asked instinctively, “What’s up with Haii?”
Mr. Ren sighed, “She doesn’t want to stay in Beijing either; she wants to go back to her hotown, but there’s no relevant unit there.”
Lin Nianhe didn’t really know about Zhao Haii’s family situation. Zhao Haii hadn’t ntioned it and she hadn’t asked in detail.
Especially after she moved to No. 88 Courtyard, their conversations mainly happened in class.
However, Lin Nianhe did know that Zhao Haii was always diligently copying manuscripts to earn money, though her lifestyle hadn’t improved despite her increased salary.
“I don’t know much about her family’s specific situation,” Lin Nianhe said, “but I do know her family’s conditions have always been quite poor, and she lives very frugally.”
Mr. Ren looked at Lin Nianhe, “Can you ask for ? If there are any requirents, they can be discussed. She’s patient and a good fit for research.”
Lin Nianhe didn’t want to take on the task of persuading soone, so she only said, “I can help you find out what her needs are, but the specifics of the negotiation have to be between you and her.”
“Alright.”
Under Mr. Ren’s eager gaze, Lin Nianhe dared not delay, and after bidding farewell to Elder Ji, she followed Mr. Ren back to Peking University.
Along the way, Mr. Ren repeatedly reminded her to thoroughly understand Zhao Haii’s situation, even clutching his chest promising that any difficulties should be voiced.
Lin Nianhe observed his deanor sure that Mr. Ren was sincere.
Thus, upon returning to the university, she headed straight to the library corner where Zhao Haii was often found.
“Haii, Mr. Ren said that as long as you’re willing to stay at the research institute in Beijing, any conditions can be negotiated!”
Lin Nianhe candidly passed on Mr. Ren’s offer.
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