Beautiful beauties in the 80s courtyard

Chapter 786 So what we're defeating is this kind of world!
Feng Shaoqing remained seated, first nodding very slightly, then cautiously asking, "Really... you'll be back in just two Sundays?"

"Of course, I'd be a dog if I lied to you," Lu Qiaoge assured her with a smile.

Feng Shaoqing immediately turned his gaze to his younger sister and asked expectantly, "Sister, could... could we spend these two Sundays together?"

Feng Zihan looked at her brother with a mix of helplessness and amusement: "No, you can't. Days are like 1234567, they always pass one after another, you can't skip ahead."

The light in Feng Shaoqing's eyes dimmed slightly, but he quickly accepted the explanation, nodded obediently, and remained silent.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on his handsome profile, his extreme obedience and submissiveness evoking pity and making the atmosphere in the room even more tranquil and gentle.

Lu Qiaoge briefly explained a few things to Feng Zihan, mainly about the pickle factory.

The small pickle factory, which used to have only one dilapidated, musty workshop, has now been converted from a warehouse into a workshop, making it essentially two workshops. In addition, the instant noodle factory has also vacated a warehouse for the pickle factory to use.

Ah Cheng and Ah Wu are still taking a "let's give it a try" approach, but the sales situation is indeed quite good.

Some supermarkets even placed large orders.

Then the two of them started thinking that they could try to expand overseas, such as to Malaysia, where there is a large Chinese population.

This is a different product from the pickled vegetables that Beidu originally exported, so there is no overlap or competition for business.

Moreover, Lu Qiaoge had already held a meeting with Lao Min and the others, and made it clear that the pickle factory needed to be expanded.

Old Min loved hearing Lu Qiaoge talk about growing bigger and stronger, because it proved that the factory really had potential and a solid foundation, instead of just bragging.

Feng Zihan had never run a business, but the feeling of having real money growing in her account that she had earned herself was indeed different from the money her father had given her.

The two of them didn't shy away from talking about Sang Juan and chatted for a while about the pickle factory.

Sang Juan also knew about this—she was studying this major after all, and besides, Lu Qiaoge had even been invited by Professor Chen to give a lecture on the export project of the pickle factory.

After that class, the students in the economics major class were truly convinced of Lu Qiaoge's abilities.

Sang Juan's admiration for her was even greater.

Naturally, she could understand their conversation and realized that Lu Qiaoge was intentionally bringing her along.

After figuring this out, Sang Juan was really excited, so she listened very carefully to what the two were talking about.

Although Feng Shaoqing, sitting opposite him, couldn't understand anything, he was able to sit still. His eyes, however, kept darting around.

Fortunately, Lu Qiaoge and Feng Zihan quickly finished their business and answered some of Sang Juan's questions before following Feng Shaoqing to the kitchen in the back.

When Sang Juan entered the kitchen, she was completely stunned. She thought her home was already quite well-off, but she never expected there to be even better facilities—a refrigerator, a microwave, a gas stove, and, oh yes, a large oven with German writing on it, which must have been imported from that country.

Two chefs, who clearly looked like they were from the south, stood to the side with their hands behind their backs.

Feng Shaoqing happily skipped over.

He stood by the oven, and a chef immediately stepped forward, opened the oven, put on gloves, and took out the baked cakes.

At this moment, Feng Shaoqing only had eyes for Lu Qiaoge, staring at him with bright eyes: "Little deer, little deer, come and try it, I made it myself!"

The cake, which smells of milk, is sprinkled with sesame seeds and chopped walnuts.

Sang Juan's fingers involuntarily curled up, and she couldn't help but swallow.

To be honest, she had never smelled such a delicious cake before. Lu Qiaoge took a bite, not looking at anyone, and gave a thumbs up to Feng Shaoqing, who was staring at her: "Delicious, it's really too delicious."

Feng Shaoqing was so happy he almost jumped for joy, but seeing his sister's expression, he immediately straightened his back.

It seems that his younger sister, Feng Zihan, has worried a lot about him.

He then brought out the cakes one by one and placed them on the dining table in the restaurant.

The big, red apples don't need to be cut; they'll juice them on the spot. The golden oranges are also freshly squeezed.

Sang Juan had no idea where these things came from.

The grocery store near her home had never sold such a big and red apple, let alone seen oranges.

She had only seen this fruit once during the Chinese New Year; she never saw it on ordinary days.

No wonder Professor Chen said something like that in class: "In the world of capital, there is nothing you can't buy, only not enough money."

Furthermore, the wealthy class idled away their time, living extravagant and lavish lives, each one fat and adorned with jewels; while the laborers bore the entire heavy burden, enduring hunger and hardship.

So what we are defeating is this kind of world!
Sang Juan felt very proud and honored.

But the thought of things at home immediately deflated his spirits, and he was in a bad mood.

However, she couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious food. She ate cake, drank orange juice, and then drank a glass of apple juice.

After she and Lu Qiaoge came out of the apartment, she pulled Lu Qiaoge aside and whispered, "Do you have time now?"

Lu Qiaoge asked, "Is there something you need?"

Sang Juan nodded: "I want to talk to you about something..." Then she quickly added, "If you're busy, let's do it another day."

Lu Qiaoge laughed and said, "Let's not postpone it to another day. Let's get this over with today. Let's go to 301. Xia Yinghe went to do research, and Tong Niannian and Tao Zhuting went to the library. Dorm 301 is empty now."

So the two of them rode their bicycles back to their dorm. But before that, Sang Juan went to the restroom—she had just drunk two large glasses of juice and was still a little embarrassed about it.

Once inside the dormitory, Lu Qiaoge wasn't surprised at all after hearing Sang Juan's explanation of why Jiang Wan had come to see her and what she had said.

This is indeed something that woman, Jiang Wan, would do.

Lu Qiaoge's eyes reddened as she watched Sang Juan's mood clearly sour, and tears streamed down her face...

He then asked, "What kind of outcome do you want?"

Sang Juan stared blankly at Lu Qiaoge, choking back tears, "My mind is a mess right now... This really happened, it's not a dream. My mom's personality is such that she definitely won't back down, and my dad betrayed our family... We can never go back to the way things were."

I don't know what kind of outcome I want, but I don't want that woman to be smug, and I don't want my father to go unpunished. Their actions have hurt so many people; how can they just let it go so easily?

Lu Qiaoge patiently asked, "How likely do you think it is that your mother and father will divorce, assuming Jiang Wan stops bothering you?"

Sang Juan sniffed: "My mom will definitely divorce him."

Lu Qiaoge said, "Now you should consider the situation after the divorce. Didn't Jiang Wan ask you to persuade your grandparents and your mother? Of course you can also state your conditions."

(End of this chapter)