Free Web NovelChapter 1169: Chapter 1171
After sending Gong Jiaxin off to work, Gong Ruini sat on the sofa, pondering for a long time.
Back when she was about to go abroad, everyone was filled with excitement, and even Zhao Guangran didn’t have such an arrogant demeanor now.
She must have learned quite a lot, as Gong Ruini previously comforted Gong Jiaxin with a lot of conviction, but if it were herself, Gong Ruini would be unsure if she’d be so open-minded.
Habitually, she picked up the phone to call Zhao Xuran to analyze Gong Jiaxin’s situation with him, though she would never voice her own worries.
Zhao Xuran was well aware that whenever Gong Ruini called from afar, it was all about Gong Jiaxin.
Even though they worried about Gong Jiaxin, he knew his wife was even more concerned.
Regarding this, Zhao Xuran didn’t know how to comfort her; could he really just say not to worry?
Having never been abroad, he’s quite clueless about the outside world, apart from the little bit he’s learned from reading psychology books to analyze Gong Jiaxin’s situation with Gong Ruini.
He could only offer dry advice like "work hard" and "believe in yourself," but beyond that, he didn’t know what else to say.
Turns out there are so many things Zhao Xuran was clueless about; Gong Ruini laughed, quite happily—even if it might upset Zhao Xuran, so what?
Zhao Xuran was quite disappointed, having never known he could be so useless. Clearly, his wife sought his help, yet in the end, he still couldn’t assist much.
But upon hearing his wife’s laughter, Zhao Xuran didn’t care about his little frustrations; as long as she was happy, it was all that mattered.
"Sweetheart, why overthink? If someone’s trying to trip you up, at least it means you have something they fear."
"Keep working hard; don’t give them a chance to act."
These words sounded cliché and not particularly useful, but Gong Ruini found them quite right.
As long as she did her best, everything else was trivial—let those bad people worry about how to bring Gong Jiaxin down.
Thinking about those people fretting, Gong Ruini found it amusing; it’s actually quite enjoyable watching the drama unfold.
Zhao Guangran, yawning, emerged from the study; ever since he and Dai Liren hit it off, they’ve been holed up, analyzing a bunch of data every day.
Seeing them like this, Gong Ruini was a bit worried, wondering if they were too engrossed to remember to eat.
She dreaded the thought of having to look after them with her big pregnant belly.
"We’re going to Disney in a few days; you guys okay with that?" Gong Ruini told Zhao Guangran again while he was gulping down coffee.
Disney, huh? Zhao Guangran didn’t really understand what was so fun about that park; though he’d never been, he just felt it was a place kids would like.
"Are you taking Xiao Zhi and them?"
"They probably won’t be interested." Seeing how sharp Gong Ruzhi and Wan Yihui are, would they really enjoy something so childish?
Zhao Guangran thought it was probably Gong Ruini wanting to play and trying to coax them into going out.
Since childhood, Gong Ruini had been coaxing Gong Ruzhi this way, even though when the boy was born, Zhao Guangran would care for his little brother.
At first, he was quite fond of him, but once he started walking and talking, he listened to Gong Ruini’s every word, taking it all very seriously.
Thinking about it frustrated Zhao Guangran, "Why go to a park—just you go; leave Xiao Zhi with me, so he can help us analyze the data."
Zhao Guangran recently discovered a promising stock; he had had his eyes on it before but was too busy to keep track, and with only a limited amount of money, he couldn’t even afford to pay attention.
Unexpectedly, upon revisiting it, he had quite a pleasant surprise, but unfortunately, much of the data was outdated and could no longer be used.
Sigh, there’s a shortage of manpower, and he’s reluctant to hire outsiders fearing leaks, so internal solutions are the only way.
Ah, but how old is Gong Ruzhi anyway, can he even analyze this stuff?
"Aren’t you mistaken?" Gong Ruini resisted the urge to throw the frying pan in her hand at his head.
They say capitalists are stingy; before, Gong Ruini thought Zhao Guangran was a generous boss, distributing bonuses generously.
Little did she realize it wasn’t that he wasn’t stingy, just that he couldn’t exploit them, "Xiao Zhi is just a kid."
"He’s got the brains for it, plus how else would he improve?"
Under Gong Ruini’s disdainful gaze, coupled with a reminder of Gong Ruzhi’s age, Zhao Guangran felt a bit embarrassed.
No matter how smart he was, Gong Ruzhi was still just a child—a premature exposure to this might not be good.
"I like it." Hearing Brother Guangran and Gong Ruini at odds, Gong Ruzhi hid aside, wanting to hear what they were arguing about.
Ever since coming to the United States, although it hadn’t been long, his sister and Brother Guangran had quarreled countless times.
Quarreling aside, Gong Ruzhi didn’t mind; so long as it was entertaining, no one would think this was a bad show.
But if you happened to catch a typhoon, then life wouldn’t be half bad.
As he waited to send the first-hand info back, he never expected to hear this suggestion; Gong Ruzhi couldn’t stay out of it anymore.
He had to make his stance clear to his sister.
Ah, how was he here? Gong Ruini was stunned, then saw Zhao Guangran with a knowing look.
How could Gong Ruini not get it—it was all a setup to make Gong Ruzhi jump out willingly.
"Do you understand this stuff?"
"Do you know how tough data analysis is?"
Three or five years later, if someone was willing to analyze data, Gong Ruini would never oppose; the more people worked on it, the more money they made.
But now, with Gong Ruzhi so young, entering this field so soon, Gong Ruini really feared he’d regret it later.
Tough? He definitely knew.
"If you join in, you’ll be with Brother Guangran the whole summer break." Though how long this would last was uncertain, for someone who loved money, working hard was the way.
Being with Brother Guangran meant working hard—Gong Ruzhi considered this for a long time.
Daily assignments already tired him out, but following Brother Guangran, despite the fatigue, he could learn a lot.
"I can do it." If he didn’t toil in his youth, would he regret it later for not working hard?
"Sis, I’ll give it my all—I promise." With a pleading glance, Gong Ruzhi looked at Gong Ruini, hoping for her approval.
Seeing such a pitiful look, what could Gong Ruini do—was refusing really an option?
Even if Gong Ruzhi wouldn’t object now, issues would surely arise before departure, like forgetting something or outright missing the flight.
And the accomplice covering for him? Right in front of her.
Since he would join the industry early, Gong Ruini didn’t hesitate to note down a lot for Gong Ruzhi, emphasizing no regrets.
For Gong Ruzhi, eager to join Zhao Guangran’s team, his sister’s words were hardly a concern.
