Zhao Guangran watched the three women chatting enthusiastically, feeling very displeased. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"Bro, why are they chatting so happily?"

"Isn’t Chu Ling usually a prideful person?"

"Why is she so easy to talk to today?"

Zhao Guangran really couldn’t understand, clearly a prideful person, yet suddenly so easy to converse with.

"What exactly are they talking about?"

"Why is Nana unwilling to learn calligraphy and painting with me?"

"My skills aren’t bad." Zhao Guangran really couldn’t understand, incessantly nagging before Zhao Xuran.

Zhao Xuran wished he could kick this fool out. He regretted that the courtyard used to have a small pond, but he had filled it in; otherwise, throwing him in for some clarity wouldn’t be a bad idea.

Full of regret, Zhao Xuran couldn’t kick Zhao Guangran to clear his mind, so he simply ignored him.

"Bro, why aren’t you listening to me?" Zhao Guangran was unhappy, still very unhappy, as if despite his sour mood, his brother chose to ignore him.

"What can I say? You think I know what’s going on, or that I understand Chu Ling?" Zhao Xuran filled in the numbers he had calculated earlier.

"Nana is your girlfriend, didn’t you say you understand her well and were confident?" This kid used to show off how capable he was, now why is he like this?

Confidence, that was before, ah ah ah, wait, today he seems to have made a huge mistake, "Bro, I’m going to make a midnight snack; I want to make it for Nana."

"She’s very angry today; if I don’t fix it a bit, I’ll definitely be in trouble." Zhao Guangran had no time to complain to Zhao Xuran about how his girlfriend ignored him.

Making a midnight snack for Cao Na, hoping it could fix things? Didn’t this kid hear Cao Na complaining earlier about the meals being too good, causing her weight to spike drastically?

She even mentioned wanting to diet, not eat too much. Clearly, when Cao Na said these things, Zhao Guangran was right there; how did he not hear it?

Zhao Xuran watched his brother disappear from view, continuing with his calculations.

"The business at the Hong Kong-style cafe isn’t as good as before; maybe it should transform." It was initially an unintentional creation, honestly it made quite a profit, using the profits to buy a house and open several branches.

But as more Hong Kong-style cafes emerged, the business declined more and more; though still profitable, it wasn’t as lucrative as before, making Zhao Xuran somewhat unimpressed.

"How about continuing with the restaurant business?" Having done so many businesses, the food-related industry remains the most profitable; if there’s to be a business switch, of course it should still be food-related.

But what to do? Zhao Guangran struggled to decide, "How about opening a Western restaurant?"

Zhao Xuran thought of the meal he had a few days ago, not to mention the taste, just the price made him gasp, most importantly the business was good.

With more foreigners coming to China, opening a Western restaurant at least ensures a steady clientele.

Wherever foreigners gather, relatively many Chinese are willing to appear, some wanting to converse with foreigners to improve their English, some directly hoping to marry a foreigner.

In short, all needs are present, Zhao Xuran had no intention of criticizing these people’s actions; he only saw business opportunities.

As for where to find a Western chef, Zhao Xuran wasn’t worried, if not in Yangcheng, couldn’t he send someone to learn in HK or hire a few chefs at high pay, even if only for a few months?

This is a money-making venture, as long as the food tastes good, there’s no worry about poor business.

The more Zhao Xuran thought about it, the more excited he became, "Let’s do it."

As for personnel choice, Zhao Xuran wasn’t concerned; couldn’t he ask his uncle to find someone?

Whether anyone would cause trouble, Zhao Xuran doubted anyone would be so blind after rumors of his family’s ferocity spread.

Most importantly, Gong Ruini and Chu Ling had a good relationship; even if they didn’t need to use the Chu family to gain benefits, at least no one would dare bully them.

Zhao Xuran was full of happy thoughts about a profitable business, "In this way, Guangran’s hurt feelings should be compensated."

Anyway, Zhao Xuran completely disfavored his brother’s midnight snack approach to please Cao Na, not to mention making the girl happy, it’d be a miracle if she didn’t lose her temper.

Cao Na had no idea because she didn’t pay attention to Zhao Guangran today, her boyfriend would have so many thoughts,

"Wow, Ni Zi, you actually have this book?" Chu Ling was previously stunned by the collection of books Gong Ruini had but hadn’t looked closely due to time constraints.

After dinner, she went to the study to take a look and was genuinely amazed; even more surprising was finding a small pamphlet beside the book.

Initially, Chu Ling didn’t think much of it, but later found many such pamphlets and casually picked one up, discovering it was notes on the book beside it.

"Ni Zi, did you really read so many books?" Chu Ling hadn’t calculated how many notes Gong Ruini had written but guessed there were quite a few.

Reading so many books, does she have the time? Doesn’t she need to study?

Knowing her grades are this good, without investing time in studies, it’s absolutely impossible, unless Gong Ruini is a genius.

"I haven’t read many, there’s quite a lot of books, but for those I’ve read, I always make notes; occasionally when rereading, new ideas emerge, and I continue to add content."

Gong Ruini knew she wasn’t a genius; if she discarded her time-traveler identity, she’d definitely be in the bottom ranks, so she had to work harder to succeed.

Fortunately, her memory was quite strong now, otherwise Gong Ruini would be anxious about everything.

Not just a single read, but multiple times, Chu Ling watched Gong Ruini for a while, slowly shook her head, and gave her a thumbs up, "You’re impressive."

"It’s not me who’s impressive; like I told Guangran, time is squeezed out; no one sees your efforts behind the scenes, they only see your success."

"They all call me a bookworm, not going out for fun. Actually, they’re not wrong, I don’t like going out; I prefer staying at home reading, at most taking a stroll in the garden when tired."

Listening to Gong Ruini talk about her usual activities at home, even Chu Ling, who doesn’t consider herself someone who enjoys playing outside, found it a bit hard to accept.

But thinking it over, it made sense; with the same twenty-four hours, why Gong Ruini excelled academically and had time to read all these books, wasn’t it her maximizing every minute?

"Seems like I should visit more often, but I’m interested in this book." Chu Ling had long noticed a book her grandfather often mentioned.

Thinking the book was impossible to find, she was surprised to discover it here, so Chu Ling naturally wanted to copy a version for her grandfather.