Su Mingruan nodded lightly to Chen Zhaoxuan.
After paying the money, I walked towards the bookstore.
Yang Yan's eyes lingered on Chen Zhaoxuan's face for a moment, and she immediately looked away. She spent fifty cents to read the book, but she couldn't look at the front desk. The front desk's face was devoid of words and knowledge, so it was useless to look at it.
Yang Yan, a pragmatic person, started looking for books that interested her.
These old books can add a lot of knowledge to her and make up for the cultural heritage she lacked since she grew up in a remote mountain village.
What makes her strong is what interests her.
As for the man with spring-like eyes at the door, he is of no use at all except for being pleasing to the eye.
Su Mingruan's goal was very clear. He found books related to traditional Chinese medicine and found a seat to sit down.
When she was thirsty, she opened the big bottle she was carrying.
When I encounter useful knowledge points, I will excerpt them.
This bookstore is very precious to her.
Her experience in her previous life told her that the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine is extremely important. In the next few decades, foreign companies will focus on traditional Chinese medicine companies, suppress and acquire them.
Now that I encounter these books, I have to find a way to preserve them. If I have the opportunity in the future, I must protect the resources.
"Are you interested in these?"
"A bit." Su Mingruan looked up and saw the man charging at the front desk standing opposite the desk.
He stood against the light, and the halo hit his face, which made him look unrealistically beautiful.
"If you like it, I'll give it to you." Chen Zhaoxuan said.
Su Mingruan glanced at the book in his hand, then looked up at Chen Zhaoxuan: "Send it to me?"
"Well, swords go with heroes, red powder goes with beauties. Some of these books are recycled from scraps, and some are copied from other people's homes.
There are also some parts that were preserved with their lives by some so-called sentimental figures during the previous chaos.
No matter how they are preserved, the people who wrote these books probably also wanted these books to fall into the hands of people who would cherish them and like to promote them. "
Chen Zhaoxuan's bright gaze fell on Su Mingruan.
Su Mingruan stared at the books, she really liked them.
Can't even refuse.
However, the experience in her previous life told her that there is no such thing as pie in the sky.
If so, it must be a trap.
Her fiery heart calmed down instantly.
"Let me copy it slowly. Your bookstore won't close as soon as it opens!" she asked.
Chen Zhaoxuan was slightly surprised and nodded: "I won't close the door, just copy it."
"Then I'll continue." Su Mingruan lowered his head and started reading.
Chen Zhaoxuan sat opposite, his eyes passing over her from time to time.
As for the front desk, there were already other people standing there charging fees.
After this day, Su Mingruan felt that he had benefited a lot.
She left with Yang Yan, who also looked satisfied: "I read a book about antique appreciation today, and it turns out that antiques have so many classifications and knowledge. Sure enough, there is knowledge everywhere in life, and you have to learn it all.
Compared with the vast knowledge, life seems a bit short in just a few decades. "
Yang Yan said with a sigh in her eyes.
Su Mingruan turned to look at Yang Yan. She felt that Yang Yan was really the number one inspirational person.
"What about you, what have you learned?" Yang Yan asked.
Su Mingruan talked about the books related to traditional Chinese medicine that he found, and said that he wanted to copy a copy.
Yang Yan heard a thumbs up.
"Among the people I have met, your thoughts are always different. Others think about the present and the future, whether it is studies or career. You think about the future and the far future, as if you know what will happen in the future."
When Su Mingruan heard this, he turned to look at Yang Yan.
She was once again shocked by Yang Yan's sensitivity. She is really an extremely careful person who can detect many things.
She did know, but she didn't know clearly.
For example, she knew the general development, but she couldn't explain the details, but the changes of each person and the development of various places.
Only occasionally when I dream back at midnight, I will think of such a thing.
In fact, we don’t know as much as the space newspapers suggest.
"Then I think you are different from ordinary people. You are more rigorous and know what you want. You will not do something boring and meaningless."
Su Ming Ruan said.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Yang Yan sent Su Mingruan home.
When I returned to school, I saw Huo Huaiyuan again in front of the school.
She was a little surprised. This man came to Beijing University again and again. She almost thought Huo Huaiyuan liked her.
But, once again press down on this somewhat narcissistic speculation.
She didn't think there was anything about her that was good enough to be noticed by someone like Huo Huaiyuan, who had a strong sense of the relationship between men and women. They just knew each other. She walked towards Huo Huaiyuan: "Why are you here?"
"Me? My mother transferred to this school to teach. I need to find a suitable place for her to live nearby. Maybe you will meet each other often." Huo Huaiyuan said.
Yang Yan had surprise in her eyes!
Mother Huo, why are you being transferred?
She was curious, but she didn't ask.
Adults need to have a sense of boundaries.
She said a few words to Huo Huaiyuan and prepared to go back to school. The New Year was getting longer and longer every day, but at night, it would still be dark.
She had just taken two steps when she was stopped by Huo Huaiyuan: "I'll treat you to dinner."
"..." Yang Yan paused.
Looking back at Huo Huaiyuan.
"Going?" he asked.
Yang Yan nodded, and the two went to a nearby restaurant to eat together.
In the bookstore.
Chen Zhaoxuan counted the bookstore's profit in one day, while his assistant cleaned and sorted out the garbage.
After doing this, the assistant said: "Boss, I see that the target person is not enthusiastic enough about you."
Chen Zhaoxuan glanced at his assistant.
The assistant seemed to have heard nothing: "Not only is the target not there, but the woman who is going with the target is not interested in you at all. This is completely unscientific. You are good-looking.
In the dance hall and on business occasions, many people took the initiative to throw themselves into my arms.
Moreover, in addition to the target person, other people who come to the bookstore will look at you a few times.
There should be nothing wrong with your appearance. Although it is not the popular tough guy aesthetic with a square face, your beauty is more advanced and should not be ignored! "
The assistant was puzzled.
Chen Zhaoxuan's eyes paused on him for a long time and said: "Someone needs to be tracked about the coal export. You go and follow."
"Ah!" The assistant didn't understand.
Their group does have some serious business.
But the place where coal is dug in Inner Mongolia is very windy...
Why did he suddenly have to be sent there?
"Boss, you must have someone reliable around you. What will you do if I go to Inner Mongolia..."
"If you don't want to go, learn to shut up." Chen Zhaoxuan said.
The assistant immediately shut his mouth.
Although I don’t know why the boss is angry.
But just shut up at this time.
Chen Zhaoxuan was quiet for a moment.
Does the beauty trick work?
impossible!
That little pregnant woman is Zhou Jibei's wife after all.
It was unusual for someone to be recognized by Zhou Jibei.
It's just that no matter how unusual people are, they all have a weak side. She just needs to wait for the opportunity.
If she were an ordinary person, as long as she said something specious when she was sad, everything would be fine.
But that woman is Zhou Jibei's wife...
It’s normal to find some difficult to handle.
It would be abnormal if the wife Zhou Jibei married was as easy to pick up as an ordinary, vulgar lady.
