Chapter 1222: Chapter 1224
Zhao Xuran put down his chopsticks, "Ni Zi, are you done eating?"
Gong Ruini made a sound of acknowledgment, quickly swallowing the bun in her mouth. Today was the check-in day, and she couldn’t be late.
Just thinking about it gave Gong Ruini a headache. Not because of any holiday blues or reluctance to start school; she just wanted to stay home.
The reason for the headache was the thought of meeting Luo Zijun. Having such a character in the dormitory, Gong Ruini felt that if she didn’t have a headache, it was a testament to her good patience.
"Let’s go, I’ll take you." Every year during freshman check-in, male students from sophomore, junior, and senior years would come to see how the junior girls were doing and whether they could strike up a sincere academic friendship.
Freshmen also observed the schools they would be attending, as well as the students there.
Although Ni Zi was already in her junior year, because she skipped a grade, her skin looked really smooth and young.
Some freshmen who saw her thought she seemed great and wondered what to do next.
So the best way was for him to escort Gong Ruini to school.
Gong Ruini had no objection to Zhao Xuran’s display of sovereignty. Having a boyfriend take her to school saved her a lot of trouble.
Ever since the news of her relationship with Zhao Xuran spread, some had given up, but some were persistent.
In their view, if they managed to "break through the wall," it would prove their capability and that Gong Ruini saw a promising future for them.
Gong Ruini didn’t pay attention to these things. She was so busy she was dizzy, where would she have the time to inquire about them? But there was someone in the dorm who loved investigating these things and, of course, found them out.
"We’ll bike to the site." Zhao Xuran considered whether to go by car or bike.
The former could overwhelm this group of freshmen with financial prowess, and indeed, it could make those itchy-hearted people completely give up thinking about things beyond their reach.
But then again, driving a car wouldn’t complete his anticipated task of parading around; if those freshmen really took action, it wouldn’t be a small matter.
What, bike her to Jing University for check-in? Gong Ruini was about to faint.
Her tone was trembling as she spoke, "Do you know what the temperature outside is?"
"Imagine you end up drenched in sweat from biking, what would people think?"
Zhao Xuran didn’t understand and just looked at Gong Ruini with a thirst for knowledge.
Well, she just loved seeing her man this way, "I was just thinking, would they see you as a toad lusting after a swan?"
"Of course, fourth-year students would faint. You’ve graduated, but your shining image still lingers in Jing University." This was truly not an exaggeration by Gong Ruini.
Did he still have a shining image in Jing University? Zhao Xuran knew he was well respected among the university’s teachers, but even the student union constantly praised him, which made him feel bashful.
"You did a great job as the student union president back then, advocating for many benefits for students with less favorable economic conditions."
As far as Gong Ruini knew, many people did not stay in the agencies in Beijing after graduation; they either moved south.
Some did stay in Beijing for development. The consistent flow of people to Beijing every year indicates that for many, staying there means good pay, and if the boss is easygoing, they could buy some cheap fruit to take home.
Especially with the increase of foreign investments in Beijing, more white-collar job positions were available. Although salaries were slightly lower than in Yangcheng, they were still acceptable.
"We shouldn’t let those students who go to Yangcheng be too smug." Zhao Xuran didn’t bother with all these; for him, what’s the big deal of having face in front of foreigners?
Even if foreigners valued someone, they wouldn’t offer too much salary. For them, why come to China to develop? Because the wages here are low, not to mention the large population, if they could start a business here, they’d make a fortune.
"That’s why you keep organizing gatherings for Jing University students who stayed in Beijing." Sometimes, when thinking about the so-called conflicts during the student union days, they were always about small matters.
After starting work, they realized that these past conflicts were nothing at all. "In these years, everyone’s enthusiastic about gatherings, but in a few more years, it’ll be like sifting sand."
Some would develop exceptionally well, then become important in their units, get busy with work, and social engagements would increase. Plus, starting a family and taking on their responsibilities, then these gatherings would decrease a lot.
"That’s not bad. When I graduate, I wonder if I’ll ever gather with them." Not many people would stay in Beijing, as over the years, with continuous graduate outputs, the thirst for talent wasn’t as intense as before; rather, the requirements kept increasing.
"There will be. Even if you go abroad for a few years, I think quite a few people would still think of you." Like the professors from Jing University.
Going abroad and still being remembered, Gong Ruini was stunned, "Don’t mention it; otherwise, I won’t be able to sleep."
The old professor valued her as a student and would give her many books on law, but the pressure was stifling her.
Even though she had a good memory, she had a lot to learn, with so many things she wasn’t very familiar with. She had to buckle down and study hard.
So many obscure laws utterly perplexed her; besides memorizing, what else could she do?
This was the thought that crossed her mind every time she went to the old professor’s house for some special tutoring. With all he’d imparted, Gong Ruini did feel a tinge of regret. If it weren’t for his old age and his titanic status in the legal field, she would’ve long considered changing majors.
But having reached this point, she really didn’t want to give up, so she had no choice but to grit her teeth and carry on.
"I was thinking it would be great if the professor could introduce more about foreign laws to me." At least they could always talk about law-related topics, giving her better insights into foreign laws.
But the old professor’s insistence left her no choice.
Regarding foreign laws, Zhao Xuran understood why Gong Ruini wanted this but reminded her of one thing, "You do realize that an old professor who left the United States many years ago wouldn’t be able to tell you much about foreign laws, right?"
"Back then, they suffered a huge setback because of those legal books."
"Their documents and notes might not even be around anymore, and even if they are, they haven’t updated their understanding of foreign law for years. Do you think the professor would be able to guide you?" Zhao Xuran gently tapped his wife’s face. Clearly, she wasn’t stupid and should know how to handle these things, but she could be so single-minded at times.
Yeah, right, Gong Ruini laughed awkwardly, "Wasn’t I driven to tears memorizing all those obscure laws buried in some dark corner?"
"That’s to train you. If you can memorize such obscure things, will anything else be a problem for you in the future?" Zhao Xuran remembered Gong Ruini’s excellent memory with all sorts of envy.
Everyone said he was smart, but honestly, his memory couldn’t compare to Gong Ruini’s. Comparing with her would be a suicide mission for him.
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