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Thank you for reading this post, don't forget to subscribe!Chapter 5. part 2
After graduating, Gu Zhao joined his family’s company, handling financial matters.
His office, located in the headquarters building, was infinitely more luxurious than the fast food restaurant owner’s.
We all graduated from the same university… How can there be such a vast difference?
With Doomsday looming, what would become of Gu Zhao?
Someone as talented and kind-hearted as him would surely thrive anywhere, as long as he survived.
Lost in thought, Zhou An’an arrived at Gu Zhao’s floor.
His office even had an assistant!
After giving her name, the assistant went inside to announce her. Only then was Zhou An’an allowed to enter the office and see her classmate, whom she hadn’t seen in nearly a year.
After exchanging greetings, Zhou An’an recited her prepared introduction in one breath, as if reciting a memorized passage.
Gu Zhao watched her with a warm smile throughout, without interrupting. He even instructed his assistant to pour her a glass of water.
Only after she finished did he speak.
“Zhou An’an, you’ve changed a lot in the past year. I remember when we started college, you were too shy to even introduce yourself on stage.”
Zhou An’an instantly turned as red as a cooked shrimp, blushing from head to toe.
Fortunately, Gu Zhao wasn’t one to tease others. He quickly shifted the conversation to the survival kit.
“Your product is very creative, tapping into current trends. But to be honest, it lacks formality. Getting it approved by the Procurement Department will be quite challenging.”
Is this… a rejection?
Zhou An’an stood up dejectedly, clutching her bag and bowing to him.
“I understand. Thank you for your time. I’m sorry to have bothered you.”
As she turned to leave, Gu Zhao called out behind her, “Wait.”
Zhou An’an looked back in confusion. He continued, “If you’re willing to pursue it, I can guide you through the necessary approval procedures. Once you obtain the required permits, this survival kit can be sold in Xinfeng’s supermarkets.”
Zhou An’an’s eyes lit up. “Really?”
Gu Zhao stood up and walked over with a smile.
“I’ve been quite interested in this product and have high hopes for it, but I’ve been too busy to pursue it myself. If you can make it a success, it would be a great thing for Xinfeng.”
Zhou An’an knew she had met a benefactor and was so overjoyed she didn’t know what to say.
An assistant entered to remind Gu Zhao of an upcoming meeting. He nodded and turned to Zhou An’an. “I’ll send you the necessary paperwork later. Once you’ve completed it, submit it to me, and I’ll arrange a meeting with the Procurement Department.”
“No problem at all! Thank you so much!”
As Zhou An’an left the Xinfeng building, she couldn’t wait to tell Lu Yuan everything that had happened, showering praise on Gu Zhao, her former classmate.
Zhou An’an: No wonder so many girls at school were in love with him! He’s handsome, gentle, and truly an exceptional person!
Though this should have been good news, Lu Yuan’s tone sounded strangely off.
Lu Yuan: You were one of those girls who liked him too.
Zhou An’an: What? No way! Someone like me? I’d have to be crazy to chase after him. I know my place, okay?
Lu Yuan: Is he really as great as you make him out to be? I doubt it.
Zhou An’an: What’s wrong with you today? Weren’t you the one who told me to be brave and try new things? Now that I’ve tried something and it’s actually going well, you’re saying this?
Lu Yuan: I didn’t say anything. I have important things to do. Stop messaging me all the time and focus on what you need to do.
He stopped replying after that.
Zhou An’an was speechless.
What kind of person is he? Acting like I’m harassing him. Fine, I won’t message you then.
She tossed her phone into her bag and glared angrily at the street scenes.
Shortly after returning home, Gu Zhao sent her the necessary paperwork, thoughtfully including the locations and times for completing the procedures.
Zhou An’an was stunned. She had no idea how much effort it took to create a legitimate product for sale. Lu Yuan, with his half-baked knowledge gleaned from movies, certainly wouldn’t understand either.
Thank goodness for Gu Zhao.
If she made any money from this, she’d have to thank him properly.
Zhou An’an scheduled her time carefully and quickly completed all the paperwork. True to his word, Gu Zhao recommended her to the Procurement Department manager.
Before long, the Doomsday Survival Kits began appearing on shelves in every Xinfeng Supermarket.
Zhou An’an made a special trip to the supermarket and felt a pang of maternal pride when she saw her painstakingly crafted Doomsday Survival Kits prominently displayed.
Her hard work was finally paying off!
She just hoped people would actually buy them.
Zhou An’an bought herself a cup of lemonade and pretended to browse the supermarket, occasionally glancing at the survival kit display.
An auntie pushed her grandson past without a second glance…
A bald grandpa strolled by, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan…
A young white-collar worker hurried past, talking on her phone…
Zhou An’an’s heart nearly broke. Then, suddenly, she heard someone exclaim excitedly, “Doomsday Survival Kits! What’s inside? Let’s take a look!”
Two young women gathered around the display, their eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Zhou An’an breathed a sigh of relief and decided to stop watching. She’d go home and wait for news; otherwise, she’d give herself a heart attack.
Gu Zhao had promised to send her weekly sales reports.
In the meantime, she kept busy procuring materials and assembling more survival kits.
Now that her qualifications had been approved, she needed to build up her stock. Even if the supermarket sales were slow, she could set up a street stall, start a livestream, or open an online shop-she’d find a way to sell them all.
A week later, Gu Zhao indeed sent her the sales report.
Zhou An’an was so nervous she couldn’t bring herself to open it. She forwarded it to Lu Yuan: Can you check how many we sold this week?
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