Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten

Chapter 1152 - 1154

The fact that Wan Qiweng is pregnant must absolutely be kept under wraps—there are too many busybodies these days.

If someone reports it, people might come knocking.

Luckily, there’s a doctor in the family and, combined with the early stage of pregnancy, it won’t be easily noticed.

To be safe, Wan Qiweng has been handling things from home these days.

"What, I have to deal with it?" Gong Ruini looked astonished, never having expected that Wan Qiweng’s home recovery would have anything to do with her.

In the past, when Wan Qiweng didn’t go to the factory to work, Cai Ming took over. Why is it him this time?

Cai Ming knows it’s a bit unfair, but his hands are tied, "I don’t have time."

"Besides, if you go to work, no one will suspect anything. They’ll just think you’re taking over."

"You have prior management experience." Cai Ming couldn’t manage it himself.

"I’m so busy, and your aunt doesn’t show up, will people think there’s something wrong?"

Cai Ming has to be careful. If Wan Qiweng doesn’t want to go to the factory or isn’t feeling well, Cai Ming taking over is no issue.

The problem is, if there’s no whisper of Wan Qiweng being unwell, and she is content watching Cai Ming frantically busy, gossip might arise about what’s really going on.

Gong Ruini wanted to say they were overthinking, but seeing her uncle’s pitiful expression, what could she do? Could she refuse to help?

She had stakes in this, "Will I have to manage the factory in the future?"

Gong Ruini suddenly remembered something important: Wan Qiweng going away would mean at least waiting until October for her return.

So does she have to manage the company until the end of June?

No way, she’s a student—her own business is already managed by others, so why should she be so attentive to a non-majority shareholder’s business?

"Eventually, you’ll have to manage the company."

"You’ll manage your mother’s skincare company in the future, right?" Cai Ming spoke frankly.

"Ni Zi, you and Xuran need to study abroad, and time is pressing for us, so we need to sort things out before you leave.

"Then hire people to manage the company." Cai Ming thought about their workload—it was truly exhausting.

"I used to think family businesses were bad, with internal conflicts, but now I see each of you going abroad to study, and wonder what will happen to these industries."

Cai Ming is genuinely troubled—others worry about whether their descendants have potential to support the family business.

Or they worry about too many kids causing family asset disputes that ruin relationships.

But they worry their family business lacks heirs, with everyone focusing on their own careers abroad.

Well, if no unplanned surprises occur, Zhao Guangran may not want to return. There are more ways to earn money outside.

Frankly, if one doesn’t misjudge the financial sector, the money earned can be substantial.

"Xiao Zhi will definitely return." The kid promised, and Gong Ruini must ensure her promise holds.

"I aim to become a great lawyer." She’s an outstanding student in Jing University’s law department.

Without aiming for a role as a judge, at least she wants to become a top lawyer.

Top lawyer, haha, Cai Ming chuckled, but whether Gong Ruzhi returns, he’s reserved on the matter.

Why not consider how persuasive Zhao Guangran is? If he shows them future prospects in the United States are excellent, would they stay in the country to develop?

Maybe only Gong Ruwen, the straightforward eldest son, would return, provided he doesn’t fit the role otherwise, then Gong Ruini would have to.

Seeing Cai Ming’s silent smile, Gong Ruini was truly annoyed—did he mean Gong Ruzhi might not come back? Hmph, no matter how well he does in the U.S., here’s where his roots are.

Making big bucks is simple—invest it with Zhao Guangran, let him tirelessly earn in the U.S., that’s sensible; everything else is trivial.

As for whether Zhao Guangran might feel discontented, Gong Ruini doesn’t care—she’s all about the outcome.

Gao Jing and her friends noticed Gong Ruini becoming increasingly busy without understanding why.

"Why do you think Ni Zi is so busy these days?"

"Yeah, she used to settle down during exam periods no matter how busy she was."

"Haven’t heard of anything happening at the tutoring school?"

Gao Jing and her friends really admired Gong Ruini. Back then, when she recruited Beijing University students as tutors, people laughed and predicted her failure.

Yet reality slapped them hard; still, they wouldn’t admit mistakes, gossiping outside that Gong Ruini is a greedy boss exploiting them poor university students.

Qiao Yanran and Huang Yali became increasingly anxious. Compared to others, they truly cherished this salary, not only gaining knowledge but earning a living.

They even sent a little money to their younger siblings back home, easing their worries about studying.

Luo Zijun also noticed Gong Ruini hastily attending class, then rushing off afterward.

But she wasn’t close with Gong Ruini, couldn’t directly ask, and even if she boldly did, expecting a cold shoulder was likely.

Left with no choice, she listening to gossip from Gao Jing and others, unexpectedly gathering useful information, couldn’t help but feel thrilled.

Despite restraining herself from showing her excitement, her eager eyes gave her away.

Initially, Gao Jing and friends considered continuing the conversation but stopped at noticing her thrilled expression.

If not for Luo Zijun’s noble family aura, one might mistake her for someone from a small household, with no tolerance while loving gossip.

"Focus on studying."

"Yes, final exams are near. We must strive for good grades." Qiao Yanran now demanded high grades.

According to Gong Ruini, good grades mean higher chances of staying in Beijing. Such an opportunity is not to be missed.

Though staying in Beijing means fewer annual visits home, it’ll greatly boost one’s career.

Everyone buried their heads in books, leaving Luo Zijun flabbergasted—why didn’t they continue? Was it because she was there?

Or did they intentionally stop mid-conversation, waiting for her to spread the story with her thoughts, then jump out with the full truth, delivering a harsh slap of reality?

Recalling the troubles caused by Gong Ruini and her group recently, Luo Zijun gritted her teeth, deciding to endure.

To enjoy gossip, she must ensure she doesn’t become the gossip subject first.