This portion of money, Xia Chuyi would deduct some to pay for a few people’s tuition fees, along with small daily expenses, plus housing rent... She had less than two thousand in her hands now.
That didn’t even include the portion she had diverted for Uncle Liberation Army.
In any case, in her plan, opening a branch store was, at the very least, something for next semester.
Who knew that Meng Xingmang would suddenly say, "Why would you be short on funds? I heard from Qianqian that your boyfriend is very wealthy, you could ask him for a loan first."
To ask a boyfriend for money, Meng Xingmang had said it far too confidently.
Now she finally understood the temperament of the people in her store.
Wang Yu and Huang Xiaoyun, having been tempered under Huo Shiqian, were very resilient. Their strength was their diligence and loyalty, but this also meant they lacked innovative and proactive thinking.
As for Qian Qianqian, her strengths were quick learning and good emotional intelligence, but her downside was a relatively narrow perspective and a lack of broad-mindedness.
And Meng Xingmang, bold and decisive, was a doer with courage and determination. Her flaw... she lacked a certain sensitivity in human relationships.
She liked to categorize people into "insiders" and "outsiders."
In her view, insiders were to be extremely close and friendly, entirely without any need for doubt.
And when dealing with "outsiders," her intelligence seemed to switch on instantly, enabling her to cope well with others.
"Xingmang, even in the closest relationships, no one is inherently entitled to unilaterally take from or give to another," Xia Chuyi took this opportunity to discuss some issues of interpersonal interactions with Meng Xingmang.
Who would have expected Meng Xingmang to respond with surprise, "But close people don’t just unconditionally take from and give to each other."
"Would you treat your boyfriend badly? Or are you not planning to marry him?" Meng Xingmang countered.
Xia Chuyi: ... "Of course not."
Hearing this, Meng Xingmang nodded and said, "Then that settles it."
The implication was, if money was short, just ask Xia Chuyi’s boyfriend.
Sigh, see, this had been the reason Meng Xingmang had fallen twice at the same hurdle in her past life.
Use without suspicion, suspect without using... tweaking the phrase for Meng Xingmang, it became trust your kin and distrust those you don’t.
Just as she was feeling helpless, she heard Meng Xingmang say, "Chuyi, are you afraid that my personality will make me suffer in the future?"
She saw Meng Xingmang smile and say, "It won’t happen, Chuyi, I trust you, you wouldn’t cheat me."
The trusted Xia Chuyi herself really wanted to tell Meng Xingmang—on the business field, one must not harbor ill intentions, but must also guard against them!
"Xingmang, I want you to go to the college and meet the fake Meng Zhaodi." Xia Chuyi steered the conversation back to her initial goal.
"I meet her?" Meng Xingmang thought for a moment, then said, "Okay."
"This matter, needs to be concluded," Meng Xingmang said.
Xia Chuyi nodded, "You don’t have to say much, just slightly intimidate her."
Saying too much would scare "Meng Zhaodi" out of her wits, and if she blabbed, it could backfire.
After all, Meng Xingmang didn’t want to implicate her family.
Or rather, her former family.
The next day, Meng Xingmang accompanied Xia Chuyi to Beijing University.
At the Archaeology College, "Meng Zhaodi’s" recent mood had been quite good.
Her relationship with Song Yingjie had improved, and with everyone in the department busy with revisions, temporarily, no one bothered to check if she was really Meng Zhaodi.
She walked along the road feeling utterly relaxed.