Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire-Chapter 104: Program Stolen

Jiang Cheng had no idea about Shen Que’s thoughts, nor had she ever thought about it.

After leaving the hotel, she slept all the way to the guesthouse affiliated with the provincial theater company.

Upon arrival, Factory Director Fang was somewhat reluctant to wake her.

But as soon as the car stopped, Jiang Cheng woke up on her own.

"Factory Director Fang, are we here?"

Factory Director Fang responded with a nod, speaking with the concern of a father: "Wait a little before getting out, don’t get blown by the wind right after waking up and get sick again."

Jiang Cheng yawned, stretched her arms, rubbed her face, and quickly became alert.

"Factory Director Fang, I’m heading down now. I’ll visit you again when I return to S City."

Factory Director Fang looked at Jiang. Gold Plated. Cheng with concern.

"Alright, alright, by the way, do you have enough money? Got a ticket? I have a ticket here you can take, and if anything happens, call me, okay?"

"Remember to wear more clothes when going out in the morning or evening when it gets chilly, don’t catch a cold!"

"Make sure to eat well, don’t skimp on money, I’ll give you a bonus when you get back, okay?"

Factory Director Fang began rambling on, regardless of his intentions, he genuinely hoped everything would be well for Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng had a feeling of having gained a father-like, motherly figure.

She didn’t hesitate to take the tickets, nodding and saying she remembered.

She opened the door and got out of the car.

With a thud, Factory Director Fang watched Jiang Cheng’s back as she walked into the guesthouse, muttering to himself: "Weird, why do I have a feeling of worrying about my silly girl going out."

The driver beside him bluntly pointed out: "Director, that’s Jiang Cheng, not your... daughter."

Factory Director Fang turned his head to look at Director Wu, sternly asking: "What do you mean? My daughter is dumb?"

The driver didn’t answer, and Factory Director Fang laughed first.

"Comparing with Jiang Cheng, forget my daughter, even her old man isn’t smart."

The driver nodded vigorously, expressing total agreement.

Both turned their gaze back, ready to drive back to S City.

Their textile factory made foreign exchange!

Thinking of this, they were both filled with fervent anticipation to show off once back!

The car slowly departed, while Jiang Cheng, having entered the guesthouse, was pointing at the small car.

"I said there was no need to be dropped off from the Foreign Affairs Hotel to here, it’s such a short walk, I could have come here on foot! The director insisted on dropping me off, even after I came in, he’s still not reassured."

Jiang Cheng finished with a laugh, then looked at the aunt processing the paperwork and asked: "Comrade, is there any issue with my identification proof?"

The aunt holding the proof immediately smiled.

Someone who can ride in a small car and comes from the Foreign Affairs Hotel surely isn’t simple.

It’s better not to stir trouble.

"No problem with the paperwork, but the night school folks aren’t staying here anymore."

Jiang Cheng still kept smiling, not making things difficult for an aunt who could obtain information.

"They’re not here anymore, do you know when they left? Do you know where they went?"

The aunt thought about giving a good answer: "Left this morning, seems their performance got eliminated, a group of them left early this morning."

Jiang Cheng thanked the aunt with a bright smile, giving her a few chocolates.

"Keep these for a sweet tooth, they were given by some foreign friends at the Foreign Affairs Hotel."

The aunt, having never seen such novelty, was smiling from ear to ear, softly saying to Jiang Cheng: "I heard their program was stolen."

Stolen?

Jiang Cheng moved a bit closer, giving a few compliments, and the aunt said a bit more.

After getting sufficient information, Jiang Cheng generously handed the aunt a small packet of White Rabbit Creamy Candy, given by a staff member.

After getting the information she needed, Jiang Cheng left the guesthouse, pondering the direction the night school folks went, heading towards the train station.

On her way, she stuffed some things into her space, carrying a bag on her back, and holding another in her hand, she arrived at the train station. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The train station, although not large, had the night school group standing out.

It didn’t take long for Jiang Cheng to find them.

At this moment, Principal Wang and others were discussing buying train tickets.

"Principal, are we just going to leave like this?"

Principal Wang looked at the questioning teacher, he didn’t want to leave either.

But he considered more aspects.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng was handling matters related to foreign guests, which was obviously more important over there.

He couldn’t swallow this anger either, just didn’t want to cause more trouble.

The students, seeing Principal Wang not speaking, each bore expressions of anger and grievance.

"That was the program we rehearsed so hard for, why did they take it from us!"

"Exactly! They said it was for rehearsal, who knew they’d learn from our performance and kick us, the rightful performers, out."

"Why? We’ve come so far, it wasn’t easy, are we just going to let it go?"

"Of course, we can’t just let it go!"

Jiang Cheng had arrived.

Not only did she arrive, but she had also designed an entry for herself.

Jumping onto a chair, Jiang Cheng raised her arm high, her expression serious yet full of unyielding courage.

"Of course, we can’t just let it go!"

"Jiang Cheng!"

"Jiang Cheng!"

"You’re finally back!"

"Jiang Cheng is back!"

The classmates, upon seeing Jiang Cheng, were all joyfully weeping.

That’s the grievance of being bullied and seeing someone who could support them, the happiness of knowing they could finally vent their anger.

Jiang Cheng smiled at the night school classmates and teachers, promising: "Rest assured everyone, we were invited to perform, so the performance can only be ours!"

"If I can bring you out happily, then I can take you back successfully!"

"Alright?"

The classmates raised their arms high, shouting: "Alright!"

A resounding "Alright!" filled the air... then the police were summoned.

Jiang Cheng obediently got down from the chair, taking out one certificate after another to prove they weren’t bad people.

"Officer, you should know about our anti-trafficking night school, our flyers are posted there."

"Look here, this is my edited compilation, with photos of our performance and every article we submitted from the night school."

The police indeed knew about the anti-trafficking night school.

Leader Tang and others cracked down on the human trafficking case with the coordination of the local police.

During that time, they had eradicated a massive trafficking gang.

With this added layer of credibility, the police officer was equally displeased about the night school program being stolen, but they had no authority to intervene in the provincial theater company’s matters.

In the end, the police advised Jiang Cheng and the others to be mindful of their conduct, then left.

Jiang Cheng, with a smile, saw off the police, then called everyone to return to the guesthouse.

"I’ve booked rooms, we’re going back to the guesthouse, what’s ours can only be ours! No one can take it away!"

The night school crowd left the train station in solidarity.

Principal Wang walked behind, and Teacher Yu in mathematics deliberately slowed down a bit.

"Principal, we’ve all been holding back our anger, it’s not that we’re not listening to you..."

Teacher Yu was afraid Principal Wang might overthink, intending to offer some comfort.

Principal Wang looked at Teacher Yu, his stern expression changing to that of a young radical in a second.

"I’ve been dying to fight back!"

"Damn it, even our night school can be bullied by them!"

Teacher Yu: That’s not how you were talking just now!!

And please, calm down! Calm down!