Chapter Fifty-Five: Heart Matters

  At night, when she returned home, Ning Qing thought of the matter of signing the contract for the ten office buildings tomorrow and her mind was unsettled. While drinking snow pear soup, she almost dropped the bowl. Her mother looked at her and said: "Xiao Min, what's wrong? Are you very tired?"

  "The boss wants to buy an office building and is worried about it!" Zhang Yudai replied, busy helping Ning Qingming pack his lunch.

  "Now your studies are important, don't worry about making money." Ning's mother felt sorry for Ning Qingmian and swallowed a mouthful of rice, saying: "It's all mom's fault, I made you read books, but every day you're worried about business."

  "Mom, your daughter is a talented person, it's a pity if she doesn't do business!" Ning Qingming comforted her mother with a smile.

  "The boss has a vision, and it's really impressive!" Zhang Ruili blinked her almond-shaped eyes and said with a smile: "Nowadays, reading books and doing business at the same time is already so amazing, if she focuses on doing business, it will be even more incredible."

  "Right, right!" Zhang Yu echoed.

  "It's great that she's great, but I'm afraid she'll exhaust herself!" Ning's grandmother stared at Ning Qing, who was eating small mouthfuls of food, wishing she could eat big mouthfuls for her.

  Qing Min saw that everyone was tense, so she just smiled and indicated that everything was fine. After dinner, Xiao Ye Sheng called over, laughing and saying: "Qing Min, the record company heard that you wrote the lyrics for 'Dong Feng Po', they want to ask if you have any intention of becoming a professional songwriter? They also want to invite you for a small interview, do you have time?"

  "Uh!" Ning Qing was taken aback, and hastily pushed it away. "Sergeant Xiao, to be honest, the lyrics of that song were written on a whim, beyond my usual level. If I were to do this professionally, I wouldn't make it. Let's just forget about the interview, after all, I don't plan on taking this path, so there's no need to bother."

  "Qīng Mǐn!" Xiao Ye Sheng hesitated on the other side, "I was able to get the attention of the record company, thanks to the lyrics you wrote for this song. In any case, I want to thank you!"

  "Xiao Ban Chang, why are you suddenly being polite to me!" Ning Qingming laughed and changed the subject, asking about the recording of "Dong Feng Po".

  "It's going very smoothly. I estimate it will be released next week. The radio has already started playing the song on schedule." Xiao Yesheng couldn't help but feel excited, smiling and saying: "This album includes several songs by famous singers. Although mine is at the end, I'm still very satisfied."

  "Congratulations!" Ning Qing said sincerely. Because Xiao Ye Sheng still had things to attend to on his side, he just hung up the phone.

  Less than half a month, "Dong Feng Po" was all over the streets. Except for class time, Xiao Ye Sheng's schedule was fully arranged every day. The record company arranged for a car to pick him up and drop him off every day. Without any surprise, Xiao Ye Sheng gradually became popular.

  While classmates were excitedly discussing Xiao Ye Shengdi, Ning Qingming was a bit worried. The ten rooms in the Anlou building that he had signed for with great effort and left for half a month, except for the one he wanted to keep for himself and the one where Zhang Yu had moved in to display samples and start business, only two of the remaining nine rooms were transferred out. There were still seven rooms because the price was too high, and people who intended to transfer them always couldn't agree on a price. Moreover, the price also showed a downward trend.

  All day Sunday. Ning Qingmin guarded the office building. Expecting someone to pay a good price. Sell off the remaining office buildings. A day without harvest. Returned home in the evening. Just opened the door. Heard a familiar boy's voice talking to mom and grandma. Can't help but feel a little strange. Took a peek. It was Guo Shangliang.

  "Wow, how did Guo Xuechang end up here?" Ning Qingmeng was slightly surprised.

  "I called and asked him to come over for dinner." Ning's mom poked her head out of the kitchen and said: "Last semester, we were worried sick because you didn't call us even once. Luckily, Shang Liang took care of you and reported your situation to your uncle. I remembered that and asked your uncle for Shang Liang's phone number, and finally managed to invite him over. We don't understand the situation at school either, but Shang Liang patiently explained it to us, so we understood."

  "So handsome!" Zhang Yu and Zhang Ruili's eyes lit up as soon as they entered the door, excitedly saying: "You're our boss's senior? Standing with our boss, you really look like a pair..."

  Ning Qingmin didn't let them finish speaking, her eyes widened and she cut off their words, hastily saying: "Where's Ming Na? Why isn't she here?"

  "She's got something at home and didn't come!" Guo Shangliang's tone was slightly delayed, just in time to see Ning's grandmother pouring out water, and he hurried over to catch it.

  "Come on, have a drink of water first!" Ning's grandmother handed the water to Guo Shangliang and smiled at him saying: "What a handsome student brother!"

  "Grandma is so pretty!" Guo Shangliang was very popular among the elderly, and he said to Ning's grandma: "When you were young, Grandma, you must have been even more beautiful than Qingmian!"

  "That's right, thinking back to those days, I was also a flower!" As soon as Grandma Ning finished speaking, everyone in the house burst out laughing.

  At mealtime, Zhang Yu and Zhang Ruili competed to help Guo Shangliang serve soup and rice, with a look of being conquered by Guo Shangliang, which made Ning Qingmian shake his head.

  After dinner, Guo Shangliang talked about some interesting things that happened in school, which made everyone laugh.

  "Shang Liang is just likable, look at him, speaking with humor, and anything that comes out of his mouth has flavor." Ning's mom turned around to look at Ning Qingmian and shook her head, saying: "Our little Mian never talks about school stuff, it makes me think that nothing happens in school except for classes."

  Zhang Yu cut out a plate of fruit and said with a smile: "Our boss's heart is only on making money, no one pays attention to what happens in school."

  "Haha......"

  Guo Shangliang also learned from Ning's mother that Ning Qingmin was doing business on his own, and after asking a few questions, he smiled and said: "Qingmin is quite impressive, to spend time doing business and making money, while still maintaining good grades!"

  "Finally someone has spoken up for me!" After chatting with everyone for a while, Ning Qingwen put aside the matter of the office building and started laughing along.

  "Look at the time, it's getting late," Guo Shangliang said with a glance at Ning Qingmian. "Do you have class tomorrow? Want to head back together?"

  "Come back together, with a companion, it's more lively!" Ning's grandmother urged Ning Qingmin to hurry up and change her shoes.

  Ning's mother asked Guo Shangliang to take some fruit back to eat, but Guo Shangliang smiled and declined. Ning's mother saw that Guo Shangliang was unwilling to take the fruit, so she let Ning Qingmin bring it back to school to eat. Ning Qingmin laughed and said, "Mom, I'm too lazy to carry it, I'll come over and eat it when I have time."

  "Call me before you come over next time, I'll prepare some good soup for you to drink!" Ning's mom helped Ning Qingming with his backpack, nagged a few sentences, and also told Guo Shangliang to come over for dinner whenever he was free.

  Kuo Shang-liang smiled and replied, following Ning Qing-ming downstairs. He turned his head to look at the building upstairs and said: "Your home is quite cozy."

  "It's mainly my grandmother and mother, both of whom are very good at enjoying life. Even in bitter times, they lived with relish, not to mention now when it's no longer tough."

  Two people were talking and arrived at the bus stop, got on the bus, and the bus started moving. Ning Qingming was wearing high heels and didn't hold on tight with one hand, stumbled, and almost fell over. Guo Shangliang had quick reflexes, stretched out his hand to support Ning Qingming, and steadied her. He let go of his hand and smiled, saying "Be careful!" Because the bus was crowded and there were no seats, Guo Shangliang also used his hands to protect Ning Qingming as she stood at one side, afraid that she would be bumped by others.

  Ning Qingmin only felt her cheeks burning hot, her heartbeat irregularly racing for a while, and the inexpressible feeling that had once been difficult to speak of surged up again. The heart matter at the bottom of her heart was just hidden deep, almost imperceptibly hidden, but it hadn't disappeared.

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