Soviet-style guidance

  It really made her say it right, this young man's accent has a dialect tone and is not as fluent and clear as the previous phone call.

  Shen Qiwei is indeed a grown-up, one who entered society earlier than her peers and started fighting and entrepreneurship too early.

  She went to France alone for further study in the second semester of our sophomore year. The decision was made very suddenly, and even I, as well as her parents, didn't know about it until she had completed all the formalities. There were no signs beforehand, and she just left suddenly.

  My sixth sense and understanding of her made me feel that something must have happened without my knowledge, plus we saw each other less during the summer vacation, and she deliberately concealed it, so we were all deceived by her.

  It's been so many years, and she still hasn't told me the reason why she went abroad to study. I don't ask, and she doesn't mention it, as if it was just a decision made with her own heart's blood. But I always feel that thing isn't that simple, it's just that we have no way of knowing.

  Judging from her absolute silence on the matter of studying abroad, it must be an unpleasant and possibly painful experience that has left a scar, otherwise why would she give up family and friendship in a foreign land?

  We drove home separately and agreed to visit her company's physical store tomorrow to look at wedding dresses.

  After taking a bath and going to bed, Mr. Su's phone call came over. I guessed that I had been with Shen Qiwei all day, so I reported the itinerary for the day, which was actually only two things: SPA and dinner.

  Mr. Su was quite pleased to praise Shen Qiwei, saying: "... considering she helped you establish a new bride's self-awareness, I won't pursue the nightclub incident earlier, and tell her to invite me for French food next time."

  "My god, I directly refused: 'I'm not going, you invite her to eat instead! Now whenever I mention 'France', my scalp feels numb, it's too high-end, not in our league!'"

  "Who did you go to the French restaurant with?"

  "This memory is unpleasant and I don't want to mention it, but I guarantee it's not a man!"

  “……”

  "Song Na?" He fell silent for a moment, then suddenly realized, indeed it was the lawyer, this associative ability is truly extraordinary.

  I muttered and mumbled, too embarrassed to admit it directly, then remembered what happened at the airport that day, so I said: "...the day you sent me off at the airport, I saw her, our eyes met for a moment before she looked away, don't know if she didn't want to look or was afraid to look."

  "I should thank her after all." His voice carried a hint of amusement.

  "Hey, I'm being serious with you!"

  "What's wrong with what I said?"

  “……”

  He really is...

  What an unhealthy idea!

  I'd rather not get into this topic with him, so I asked seriously: "I want to go back to school and take a break..."

  "What? Want to go to class?"

  "I don't want to! I absolutely don't want to!" I rolled onto the bed, saying in a bad mood: "I'm the least artistic person in the whole school. At first, I wasn't even going for the sake of studying, I just wanted to get a title so my mom would stop nagging me..."

  "Then apply for an internship, or else you'll graduate early, taking this useless college exam is really pointless."

  "What's the point of being useless? At least it has some reputation!"

  "It doesn't matter what major you study for me."

  "Why?"

  "Except for learning how to be a wife to me and a mother to our child, I hope you only do what you like."

  "Are you showing off the 'rich people are arrogant' face? The work that others rely on for survival is completely dispensable to you?"

  Is he trying to deprive me of my right to work?

  "Am I not earning enough to support you?" His voice was somewhat stern, but after a clear and audible sigh, it softened, saying: "What I mean is, I don't object to you doing anything, as long as it's something you want to do, and it's good for you. But I hope that's what you really like, and it comes from the heart, understand?"

  “……”

  I remained silent for a long time. Although he broke his words into sentences and spoke so clearly, the result... isn't this still 'the arrogance of the rich'?

  If I were from a poor family, with a salary of several thousand that could last for half a year's living expenses, and if he was also from a not-so-well-off family, would he still be able to say something so carefree?

  This assumption is really useless and far from reality. How severe a financial crisis would be needed to return to the pre-Liberation era overnight?

  "Cherry blossoms?"

  "Huh?"

  "We can't ignore our own advantages, even if they come from family, right?"

  I couldn't help but remain silent, and just responded with a simple "yes."

  He also said: "Since we can't deny our own advantages, then what's the point of calling us 'official second generation' or 'rich second generation'?"

  "Sakura, our money isn't just given to us for free either. It's also earned through various sacrifices we make. We have the right to use it wherever we want, don't we?"

  "We are the second generation of officials, and the fact that we are also the second generation of rich people is something that no one has the right to define or deny. In my view, it's just a term used to refer to the descendants of a certain group, and it doesn't have any real significance."

  The more I listened, the more I frowned, how did he know that I cared about others calling me a "rich second generation"?

  I've always felt that this term is full of killing, no matter how excellent and successful things are done, a single "rich second generation" can wipe out all the efforts and processes.

  I'm like this because I heard the phrase "her family has money" too many times from elementary school to junior high school, so I indulged myself and skipped school at will. Anyway, no matter how excellent you are, you can't escape the fact that "your family has money", what's the point of having such a perfect image?

  From hanging up the phone to falling asleep, I kept asking Su Hao's words in my mind: We can't deny our own advantages. What does it change with titles like official second generation and rich second generation?

  Yes, what can it change?

  Could it be that just because of being called this way, one would abandon their official position and scatter all their family wealth?

  It won't work, so it can't change anything.

  The next day, the weather was fine.

  When I drove to Shen Qiwei's physical store, a couple was trying on wedding dresses. Shen Qiwei introduced them as the university couple who would get married on February 22nd.

  She also pulled me over to introduce: "This is my partner, she will also come on the wedding day, okay?"

  The bride and groom happily agreed and also warmly and solemnly invited me again, saying that the invitation would be re-sent.

  Shen Qiwei said: "We can use one together!" And then she hugged me, and sighed, saying "Alas, our relationship is just that strong!"

  The two of them burst out laughing.

  Because this was too good for the couple's relationship, Shen Qiwei also gave the groom a customized suit, which matched perfectly and looked even more harmonious when they stood together.

  Shen Qiwei happily sent off the satisfied couple and then couldn't wait to pull me up to her studio on the floor above, where apart from a few square meters of office space, everything in sight was rows and rows of wedding dresses.

  "WOW——" I was stunned.

  Shen Qiwei pulled me in: "These are all my works from the past few years, I'll take care of your wedding dress for the wedding photos, and later we can make a video out of it, play it on repeat in the banquet hall, how about that as an advertisement?"

  "You're really good at doing business!" I reacted in an instant, admiringly: "This move is super good! Not to mention Mr. Su and my brother's connections, even the elders' connections are all hit!"

  Shen Qiwei nodded hastily: "Last night, she was so excited that she didn't sleep for half the night. After your wedding with Mr. Su, Annie's popularity in high society will be fully broken! The guests will take her name to all parts of the country!"

  I'm also very excited!

  As its shareholder I should be excited!

  Shen Qiwei took out a leather ruler: "Come on, let's get moving!"

  She was full of fighting spirit and measured every dimension accurately, including the net chest circumference.

  She had been excited all day, and it wasn't until she got home that she remembered she had forgotten to tell her about the 'Chinese wedding'. But thinking of her expression at the time, she really didn't have the heart to disappoint her...

  After taking a bath, I hesitated for a long time and finally decided to call Su Hang and change the Chinese wedding to a Western-style wedding.

  He said it's okay, let Lao Fengxiang directly make a cheongsam for Jiu to wear.

  The stone in my heart finally fell to the ground, and I also had the mood to tell him about Shen Qīwēi's plan. He just remained silent for a moment, then said seriously: "Let her give us big red envelopes."

  I salute and guarantee to pass it on! xh118