The attic connects the past and present; I became a tycoon and got rich overnight!

Chapter 113 If fate allows, I hope to meet you again.
Upon hearing this, Song Youan gently patted Cai Cai's little head and said, "This kind of thing won't happen again. Once you have some savings, you can buy whatever you want and eat whatever you want, and be self-sufficient with the money you earn!"

The little ones nodded vigorously upon hearing this.

When the food was served, the children instinctively tried to grab it and snatch it, but then they hesitated for a moment.

A sudden change in identity means that some ingrained habits take time to change.

Song Youan smiled slightly, picked up her chopsticks first, and said gently, "Everyone, take your time eating, no need to rush."

Only then did the children pick up their chopsticks and start eating like the other children around them.

"Miss Song...?"

Just then, a hesitant call rang out behind Song You'an.

Song Youan turned around in surprise, and when she saw the person standing behind her, her eyes lit up, and she quickly stood up: "Han Mo?"

It was none other than Han Mo, one of the Eight Sons of Zhao Qi.

This was the first time Song Youan had seen Liu Fengyan in Kyoto since they went to high school.

Looking around instinctively but not seeing Liu Fengyan, Song You'an couldn't help but ask, "Are you alone?"

Han Mo nodded and explained, "Brother Fengyan is still at the inn. We just happened to want to eat Shangyang braised pork trotters from Zhaixinglou today, so I came out to buy some by myself. I didn't expect to run into Miss Song again."

Han Mo looked somewhat excited, which drew curious glances from the children.

He looked at Song You'an and said to himself, "Miss, you don't know, but these days Fengyan and I have been talking about you. We are grateful for your help when we met by chance. With your help, Fengyan and I were able to focus on preparing for the exam in the best possible condition."

Seeing his agitated words, Song Youan quickly spoke up to comfort him: "You are really exaggerating. You two are truly talented and learned, and you were able to pass the imperial examination with your own abilities."

"I also want to congratulate you two. Liu Fengyan has become the top scholar, and you have been nominated for the second class. From now on, I should address you as 'sir'."

"How did you know I passed too?" Han Mo asked, somewhat surprised.

Brother Fengyan was the top scholar in the imperial examination, and his name was already famous throughout the country. It was not surprising that Miss Song knew about it. What she did not expect was that she also knew about her own high score, and even knew that he was a second-class scholar.

Song Youan smiled and said, "I went to join in the fun when the results were announced and saw you all. I was genuinely happy for you and felt honored myself."

Han Mo smiled upon hearing this: "I see. Why don't you come up and greet us, young lady? We can celebrate together."

"I just went to watch the excitement. In the end, this is your glory. I'm happy to watch from afar."

Then Song Youan changed the subject and asked with concern, "I thought you had already returned to your hometown. Why are you still in Kyoto at this time?"

Han Mo explained, "We're leaving tomorrow. Brother Fengyan has been appointed by the Emperor to take up a post in the Hanlin Academy next spring, holding the rank of sixth grade."

"Although I have achieved the second-highest rank in the imperial examination, I estimate that I will only be a ninth-rank local official. I do not know where I will be assigned yet, and I will not be able to take office until next spring."

"These days we have been enjoying the Emperor's favor and have been sightseeing in the capital. After all, it is a rare opportunity for me to come here again, and I don't know if I will have the chance to come again."

As he spoke, Han Mo took out a hundred-tael silver note from his pocket: "Miss, we should have repaid your kindness sooner. We just didn't know where you lived. It's so good to meet you today. Please accept this silver note."

Song Youan glanced at the silver note Han Mo handed over. She didn't refuse it because she could feel his determination.

“Alright, then I’ll accept this thanks.” Song You’an said. Han Mo was worried that she would refuse, but seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief: “That’s great. If you don’t accept it, Brother Fengyan will definitely complain to me when we get back.”

Only then did he turn his gaze to the children and realize that all their eyes were staring at him with curiosity.

Han Mo was also curious.

"Miss Song, who are these children?"

“They are all my younger brothers and sisters,” Song Youan explained succinctly.

Han Mo nodded knowingly, then cupped his hands in farewell and said, "Then I won't bother you any longer today, young lady. If fate allows, I hope to meet you again in the future."

Song Youan nodded slightly, bowed, and bid farewell to Han Mo.

Back at the villa that evening, Song Youan took a relaxing bath.

Liang Bei sent her a message with an email address, asking her to leave the address on her social media accounts.

Because of her consistently high level of popularity recently, it's certain that some celebrity studios will want to contact her for collaborations.

The actual manager of this account is Liang Bei, and Song Youan does not need to operate it further.

Song Youan did as instructed, but the private messages on each of her social media apps piled up like mountains, which she never checked.

It contains all sorts of content: insults, support, curses, encouragement, and even requests for cooperation. If I were to read through them one by one, it would probably take until next month.

With a simple click to mark it as read, the whole world becomes peaceful.

The next day, since her father was off work, Song Youan decided to resolve his matter.

After entering the newly opened gym near the residential area, Song You'an sat down in the rest area and then sent a message to her father to let him know that she had arrived.

I also took a look around the gym. It looked very high-end, and since it was located in an affluent area, it clearly had a specific target customer group.

Even with the opening promotion, the annual pass probably wouldn't be cheap. It's rare for her father to be willing to spend money like this, so Song Youan thought it was a good idea.

Not long after, Song Qi came out wearing sportswear and carrying a gym bag. He smiled when he saw his daughter from afar.

"Why didn't you go home and wait for me? You came to the gym instead."

Song Youan stood up and said, "I'm not going home. I need to talk to you today."

"What is it?" Song Qi asked.

Song Youan didn't keep you in suspense and said directly, "I've noticed that you've been quite anxious lately because the auto repair shop is closing down and you might face unemployment, so I've been trying to find you a job. When I asked my brother, he said he had a job that would be perfect for you, and he asked me to take you there today to take a look."

When the name of his brother was mentioned, Song Qi knew that his daughter was referring to Gu Tianpei, not Song Huanyu, because his daughter always called Song Huanyu by his full name.

“Tianpei?” Song Qi looked troubled. “It’s a building materials company. Dad doesn’t understand.”

“It’s definitely not related to building materials. He said it’s suitable for you, so it must be related to cars.” With that, Song You’an took her father’s arm and walked out, urging him, “Oh well, we’ll know once we go and see. My brother’s words are always reliable.”