Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 769 - 771: A Bustling Night

Zhao Guangran’s lack of energy puzzled Wan Qiweng, "Guangran, are you feeling unwell?"

Hadn’t he already rested well, why does he still look so out of it?

Zhao Guangran glanced at Wan Qiweng and then said nothing.

What is happening, Wan Qiweng was stunned, knowing she had never seen Zhao Guangran so impolite before.

Even when Gong Ruini made him quite upset before, he wouldn’t be like this, what’s going on?

"Just now when Nana left, she ran off holding Wang Yufan’s hand." This time it was Gong Ruini who kindly explained.

Cao Na ran off holding Wang Yufan’s hand, what’s happening, how could this be, Wan Qiweng was dumbfounded.

She finally understood why Zhao Guangran was so furious, but being angry now was useless, "Maybe she was just eager to see her sister."

"Although Nana has her sister’s address, she has never been to Yangcheng and is unfamiliar here, so asking Wang Yufan to accompany her is quite reasonable." Wan Qiweng could only dryly explain.

"Why don’t we go eat something delicious." Wan Qiweng decided to treat everyone to good food, so Zhao Guangran could forget about such unpleasant things.

If it were usual times, Zhao Guangran would be thrilled, but right now he wasn’t interested at all in eating nice food.

"I’m... I’m not hungry." Not only was Zhao Guangran not hungry, he actually felt a bit nauseated in his stomach.

Not hungry? Who was it just now that claimed to be starving, wanting to eat? Rui Wen grabbed Zhao Guangran firmly.

No matter how pissed this kid is, he shouldn’t be hungry, or else in the middle of the night, he’ll definitely make a fuss, "Don’t throw a fit, eat."

"I’m not angry, nor am I fussing." Zhao Guangran tried to shake off Gong Ruwen’s hand.

Zhao Xuran blocked him quickly, "Just eat, are you being difficult now?"

"It’s just holding hands while running, why are you so worked up?"

"Eat." Zhao Xuran waved off Zhao Guangran’s hand.

After his big brother said so, even if Zhao Guangran was reluctant, he could only obediently follow to eat.

Gong Ruini was used to Zhao Guangran fighting over food with her, and seeing him eat so little like a girl, "Are you okay?"

Oh my, who would’ve thought Zhao Guangran would turn out like this after being shocked?

This worried Gong Ruini, not knowing what might happen if Cao Na rejected Zhao Guangran.

Gong Ruini really started to worry; she never expected Zhao Guangran to turn into a romantic hero of sorts one day.

"I’m fine."

"It’s hot, and I don’t have much appetite."

"I ate too much at lunch." Hmph, if he’d only known, Zhao Guangran regretted everything, feeling he was too petty before.

"Wasn’t the guy supposed to take us out, have good food? I was waiting to make sure he spends a lot." Zhao Guangran vowed not to let him off easily, he would make him bleed money.

Anyway, they would stay here for a while, and soon they’d return to Beijing, by then Zhao Guangran would definitely win over Cao Na.

Thinking of this made Zhao Guangran feel much better.

Seeing Zhao Guangran smile for the first time since arriving in Yangcheng, everyone breathed easy, at least this guy smiled, right?

At least the atmosphere was no longer so stiff, otherwise, everyone even trying to smile would have to watch his mood.

"I’m going to buy some fruits, Auntie, Uncle Third, anything you’d like?" The now rational Zhao Guangran politely asked, as his manners finally returned.

Seeing his polite little brother, Zhao Xuran also felt relieved; if the kid kept sulking, he’d find a chance to scold him for sure.

No one would expect too much from such a kid, but he couldn’t remain so willful.

"Buy more, later we’ll go to the station to pick up Uncle." Zhao Xuran still wanted to talk with Zhao Guangran.

"Okay." Zhao Guangran knew his big brother had something to say, and if he avoided this, the next chance his brother got, who knows how he’d scold him. Better to comply now.

Plus, his brother’s gaze was scrutinizing; Ni Zi might have already ratted him out, so he better be honest.

Feeling full, walking slowly back to the guesthouse, Gong Ruini could clearly sense the difference between Beijing and Yangcheng, "So many people."

"Beijing has many people too, but they’re all cooling off at their doorsteps."

"And the shops here are open at night." Gong Zhuang was curious; his family’s store was strictly closed by six, but now, past eight, the place was bustling.

"Do people buy stuff at night?" Gong Zhuang wondered if doing business at night could lead to higher profits by extending hours?

"Of course people buy things." Gong Ruini pointed out people inside the store, "If no one bought, they wouldn’t be open at this hour."

Gong Zhuang halted, planning to study this phenomenon carefully.

Was their Uncle Third planning on having the family store open at night too?

Gong Ruini was genuinely skeptical; with just a single store open, how much business could there possibly be? Even if someone wanted to stroll, seeing only one store would kill the interest.

After observing intently for a long time, Gong Zhuang sighed, "It’s better if all nearby shops were open, but aside from tobacco and wine shops, hardly any places stay open."

Surrounded by closed shops, he too wouldn’t feel like strolling at night, better to chat away at home or rest.

"Who knows when our place will become so lively." Gong Zhuang envied how even at night people would hang out together, "If so, I’d definitely open a clothing store."

A lot of goods from Yangcheng wouldn’t have trouble selling if shipped back there. Since the specialty shop was now on track, rather than uncertain gain in volume, why not attempt to start something new?

"It’ll be a while." To be as lively here would take much time, considering Jiangnan Town can’t match Yangcheng’s foot traffic.

"Actually Uncle Third, you could negotiate with nearby shops to try opening at night, and if there’s business, keep at it." Rui Wen suggested.

Rather than wait foolishly forever, it was better to be proactive and take the initiative.

Negotiating to open stores at night? "Forget it, they’ll think I’m money-crazy." Gong Zhuang was tempted.

Yet recalling neighbors’ various sarcastic remarks, he decided against it, "I’d better play it safe for now."

"I’m not worried, they are." Gong Zhuang truly wasn’t worried; since he owned his shop, whereas many around had rented theirs, their pressure was greater.

Growing ever more shrewd, Gong Ruini saw how quickly Gong Zhuang was advancing, surprised at how much he’d progressed, realizing that expanding business forces one to grow.