His only son George is attending college in the United States, and after graduating, he never considered returning to Sun Never Sets. He probably feels that the lifestyle over there suits him better.
Because of this, Hans lives quite a lonely life.
But luckily, he’s still a university professor, surrounded by a group of young students quite often. This makes him feel, at times, that he’s not so old and can still make many choices for a better life.
Is adventure a privilege of the young?
No, no, no, the essence of adventure is to gain excessive returns. As long as the returns exceed the costs one can bear, anyone with courage is willing to take risks!
Just like that 80-year-old grandma from the Rainbow Country, she still dares to drive herself around the world!
As he thought about this, Hans suddenly had a moment of clarity, as if the merciful Lord heard his prayers and provided him guidance, and he stopped in his tracks.
Standing there in contemplation for a moment, he suddenly turned around with determination and walked away from Taoyuan Conference Hall.
But his old face was unmistakably filled with a joyful smile.
Behind Hans, the visiting group of students and teachers hadn’t noticed anything unusual and continued to walk and talk as they moved forward.
They were completely unaware that Hans was getting further away from the group...
...
Jiang Yu and Du Guangning worked hard until past one in the afternoon, finally filling the bellies of the guests in the six private rooms of the Seventh Dining Hall.
Perhaps it was the long hours spent working around the stove that gradually made him accustomed to this intensity. Plus, the improved skills of Du Guangning and others helped share a lot of the workload, so by the time they were finished, Jiang Yu didn’t feel too exhausted.
You should know, when the Seventh Dining Hall first opened, even just catering to the desires of guests in four private rooms left him feeling utterly drained and slumped in a chair not wanting to move an inch.
But now, after preparing six tables of dishes, cold appetizers, hot plates, desserts, and main dishes, totaling about seventy or eighty dishes, Jiang Yu remained energetic and in control.
He let the older Pei Guofu rest for a while, then personally made seven or eight side dishes, and called Xiaoma to gather Yan Tongtong and the waitstaff to join him upstairs for lunch.
During the meal, Hua Xiaoling said to Jiang Yu:
"Boss, Boss Duan has already uploaded the reservation app to various application platforms. By the afternoon, we should be able to find it online."
"Okay, got it."
Jiang Yu nodded and said to her,
"Once you find the app online, go ahead and publish a message on Douyin.
From next Monday, three days from now, the restaurant hotlines will no longer accept phone reservations. To book a private room, use the ’Jiang University Seventh Cafeteria Restaurant Reservations’ app, which can be downloaded from major application platforms.
In addition, the reservation times remain the same, every Monday morning at eight, only bookings within five days are accepted."
"Okay, I’ve got it."
"Also, you’re more familiar with this app, so some things you know may not be known to first-time users. So make sure to call attention to the necessary points."
Jiang Yu said as he took a bite of the braised pork and slowly chewed,
"For example, many people may not know that booking a room requires registering an account on the app first. If they start booking and see a ’Oops! No registration, no reservation!’ message, they’d be fuming."
Hua Xiaoling couldn’t help but burst into laughter at this, and luckily she covered her mouth just in time to avoid spraying rice on Jiang Yu.
She quickly wiped her mouth and defended herself: "Boss, you can’t accuse me of that! I never designed that message! It would clearly anger people, how could I dare?"
"Alright, I’m just giving an example."
Jiang Yu waved his hand and said with a chuckle, "Just don’t forget to remind everyone, so they won’t complain to you."
Hua Xiaoling pouted and muttered under her breath, "If they’re going to complain, it’ll be about you, not me, I’m not the boss!"
After lunch, the others rested for a bit and went back to work. Jiang Yu leisurely went downstairs to make some tea and enjoy a moment of relaxation.
...
At Jiang University, in the third teaching building.
Zhu Youfeng sat in the back row of the lecture hall, distractedly listening to the teacher on stage.
This was an elective course, and the original lecturer was on sick leave. The substitute was a young man whose lectures felt more like reading aloud, impossible to follow.
As Friday approached and only two days away from Monday.
Normally, after the weekend, Monday is a painful start, but for Zhu Youfeng and others, it was a day filled with anticipation.
But this sense of anticipation doesn’t last long and can only be maintained till Monday morning at eight.