Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 865 - 867: Securing the Shareholders

Cai Meina and Wan Qiweng were both intrigued, while little Gong Ruini had already seen the downside. For them, they were even more opinionated, but simply couldn’t find anything better.

Now, even though they felt that Ni Zi’s creation was a bit rough, it was still better than what they were using currently. If such a thing really existed, she would be tempted.

More importantly, women make their own money these days, and they should be willing to spend a bit to make their lives easier.

Wan Qiweng knew that this kind of thing was available overseas. When her relatives from abroad came to visit, she had seen it, and even tried a couple of them. It was much better than the tools she used to make herself.

And if it indeed came with wings, it would feel even better than the ones brought back by her relatives, staying more in place and adhering better.

Wan Qiweng looked at Cai Meina. She couldn’t handle this matter alone; she had to involve Cai Meina, or better yet, Gong Ruini.

Gong Ruini wasn’t worried that Wan Qiweng wouldn’t be tempted. From her excited expression, it was clear that there was potential; the next step was how to discuss the matter.

"I’m in," Cai Meina said, unwilling to miss such a good opportunity. She thought for a moment, "I’ll give my shares to Ni Zi when she’s older, as her dowry."

Even though her child was far from marriage, Cai Meina had attended a few weddings of Gong Tao’s business associates’ children and noticed the dowries were getting more extravagant.

Cai Meina didn’t know how much dowry her daughter would need when she grew up, but she knew that this business would make money, and since it was her daughter’s idea, it should be left to her.

Wow, no way, Gong Ruini was shocked by Cai Meina’s words—such generosity wasn’t ordinary. Gong Ruini had thought of investing some money to get shares, with Cai Meina having a small stake.

"You don’t have to," Cai Meina possibly knew it would be profitable, but didn’t realize just how much. However, Gong Ruini couldn’t pretend she didn’t know.

"I can invest on my own," Gong Ruini said, showing that she had money.

Someone in the past made a fortune starting with menstrual products, and now, having this early opportunity, Gong Ruini didn’t believe they wouldn’t earn handsomely.

With Wan Qiweng on board, wouldn’t Cai Ming lend a hand? Would her own father or Zhao Gang not contribute?

"What’s yours is yours, and what’s from your father and me is from our hearts. In the family business, as our daughter getting married, you can’t take too much—just money and a house." Cai Meina thought about her daughter, who grew up by her side, eventually getting married, and it made her feel sour.

Even knowing that Sister Zhan would be an easy-going mother-in-law and that Zhao Xuran would treat Ni Zi well, she still wanted to provide the best for her daughter.

Oh my, how did I become so sentimental, Gong Ruini was quite surprised. Was it concern that she might be envious?

Gong Ruini didn’t think she had any reason to be envious. Wasn’t she already holding on to many good things?

"Okay," but if someone was willing to give her something, she wouldn’t foolishly refuse.

"So, Sister Zhan, what do you think?" Wan Qiweng turned to look at Zhan Jing.

"Of course, it’s my private stash," Zhan Jing wasn’t very interested in doing business. She’s always been focused on research, but since her future daughter-in-law wanted to participate, she decided to invest a little, considering it a contribution for future welfare.

From then on, Gong Ruini gracefully withdrew, leaving the matter to the three mothers, aunts, and them. As a student who just endured such exam-time torture, she definitely needed a good rest.

Yawning drowsily, Gong Ruini returned to her room, startling Zhao Guangran, who was pacing inside.

"What’s up?" Could it be that this guy didn’t do well in today’s exam?

"Ni Zi, you know, you’re lucky you left early today, or it would have been a real sensation." Recalling the scene after the exam, with teachers flocking to block Gong Ruini, Zhao Guangran was really startled.

Just the gathering was one thing, but what he heard from the teachers’ mouths was what left Zhao Guangran—and the whole first-year class—dazed.

Sensation? What did I do? Gong Ruini didn’t see what’s so sensational about it, "Could it be the results are out?"

Even though after each exam the teachers work overtime to grade the papers quickly, they wouldn’t be that fast.

"I don’t know about the others, but I know yours. Ni Zi, did you know, your math exam was a perfect score."

"A perfect score." Wow, Zhao Guangran really didn’t expect anyone in the first year to score a perfect score—not in a minor subject, but in the specialization of math.

Perfect score? No way, Gong Ruini knew she did very well this time, but thought the teachers wouldn’t give her the chance to be smug and would definitely deduct one or two points.

"They didn’t deduct any points?" Gong Ruini was certainly delighted—not getting points deducted was wonderful, "Now I don’t have to worry about anyone overtaking me, at most matching me."

Seeing Gong Ruini so smug, Zhao Guangran really wanted to flip her off with his middle finger—she was unbearably annoying.

"Not just, the test paper was really hard this time, not many could score 90." Thinking he was among such a few made Zhao Guangran feel really good.

"Sadly, such a glorious scene was at the cost of my exit," Zhao Guangran lamented, "Oh well, let’s consider this my business card entering Fourth Middle School."

"You’ll become a thorn in the side of Fourth Middle School’s top students," Gong Ruini stated. No matter when, nobody likes an outsider. To think she herself became one of them for once.

Would he become a thorn in others’ eyes? Zhao Guangran said that’s impossible, "I have connections."

"Even if they get jealous, could they be jealous of me?" Zhao Guangran stated that he would definitely become the most promising candidate among the students of Fourth Middle School.

"Do you think your grades will be something they’d envy?" Hmph, he thought he’d be safe? Gong Ruini wanted to say, the kid was a bit too naïve.

"They have no way to catch up with me, but they can pursue you. How do you think your popularity will hold up?"

"And can I analyze the questions with them, offer some guidance, and can you?"

Aaaah, clutching his chest, Zhao Guangran was truly struck by Gong Ruini’s words.

Regretting it, truly regretting—why did he listen to Gong Ruini’s suggestion to aim for high scores and studied diligently ever since?

Looking back, it was like digging his own grave, "Ni Zi, I hate you."

Hate me? "I think it’s time we start preparing for tutoring classes."

Upon hearing this, any complaints Zhao Guangran had disappeared, looking expectantly at Gong Ruini.

Could anything be more important than money? "Ni Zi, I’ve been ready for ages."