Hua Nianping's luggage for returning to the capital was very simple.
He divorced Wu Ningfang more than half a year ago, and Mo Kenai left the house. Now he has no belongings or property.
When I first came to Huaishang to take up my post, I had only one suitcase and one suitcase. This is still the case now.
Last year, Lin Sirer mailed a new scarf to Hua Nianping from the capital, but he was still reluctant to throw away the old scarf from more than ten years ago.
That was the only memory Lin Sirer could have of her first love with him.
Putting the old scarf carefully into his bag, and then putting on the new scarf Lin Sirer gave him, Hua Nianping set out quietly alone without anyone to see him off, sadly leaving Huaishang City where he had worked for a year and two months.
In the previous afternoon, Hua Nianping had planned to visit the cemeteries of Xiaoyu and Xiong Jiandong. When these two people first came to Huaishang to take office, the woman suffered humiliation because of him, and the man had no bones left because of him.
However, since I had completed the work handover to Tao Hailiang in the office, there was not much time left before boarding the flight, so I had to give up.
After a nearly two-hour flight, Hua Nianping finally returned to the capital after a long absence late at night.
The Central School is located in the western suburbs of Beijing in Haidian District, adjacent to the Summer Palace and only a few stops away from the School of Economics at Peking University.
Many years ago, when Hua Nianping was still serving as deputy dean of the School of Economics at Peking University, he was invited several times to teach international economics courses at the National Central School.
It was unimaginable to him that time had changed and that on this night, he became an ordinary student in the spring training class of the Central School this year.
After getting out of the car, the eye-catching words "Seek Truth from Facts" illuminated by the lights immediately caught Hua Nianping's eyelids.
Almost, without exception, party schools at all levels across the country have such unique famous quotes.
Hua Nianping has not forgotten that the four words "seeking truth from facts" advocated and inscribed by a generation of great men are actually also the school motto of Peking University School of Economics.
In the guard room, a cadre on duty checked Hua Nianping's admission notice and called a guard to help him deliver his suitcase to the student dormitory.
Although the room is not big, it is like a hotel, equipped with a separate toilet and bathroom. Especially the dazzling white sheets make Hua Nianping feel very refreshing and comfortable.
On the morning of the next day, Hua Nianping officially registered and enrolled in class.
When attending the opening ceremony, he unexpectedly saw Chen Hongjuan's second sister, Huang Chunrong's divorced wife Chen Hongli, sitting in a seat not far away. Because an important leader was about to speak in person, the two could only nod slightly.
After the ceremony, Chen Hongli walked through the crowd and came together with Hua Nianping.
After asking each other, it was found that although they were from the same province and were in the same batch of students this spring, they unfortunately were not in the same class.
"My little sister Chen Hongjuan will come to Beijing next week."
Chen Hongli took the initiative to tell Hua Nianping the news.
"I heard her talk about it." Hua Nianping replied without showing any surprise.
"This girl didn't even tell me that you guys have been keeping in touch." Chen Hongli observed Hua Nianping's reaction meaningfully.
"Well!" Hua Nianping's face was filled with heat and he avoided Chen Hongli's gaze. "Only occasionally, we have the opportunity to... contact you."
"It's only occasionally that my sister has the opportunity... to come to Beijing from Japan!" Chen Hongli smiled slightly and asked, half jokingly and half politely, "Will you go to the airport with me to pick her up?"
"Of course, if you have time!" Hua Nianping replied hesitantly in embarrassment, "I think it might be possible!"
Chen Hongli remembered that she rushed to Huaishang City more than half a year ago. She and Huang Chunrong went to the airport to see off Chen Hongjuan. Her sister had been filled with tears and desperately hugged Hua Nianping warmly, feeling extremely reluctant to leave.
She had already noticed at that time that her young sister seemed to be incredibly attracted to Hua Nianping.
The new student of the Central School in front of him, who was in the same batch as him, although he had a handsome face and held the high position of chairman of Enyuan Group, he was after all a disabled man with a limp and a divorced man.
Chen Hongli thought sadly that when meeting her sister in the capital this time, she must have a very in-depth and serious talk about her personal relationship issues.
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A week after Hua Nianping entered the Central School, he finished the course that afternoon and came to the library. He handed a written list to the administrator and prepared to check out a few books and take them to the dormitory.
When he was teaching at the School of Economics at Peking University, he was very interested in Singapore's "state capitalism" political system and economic system. He served as a visiting scholar in Singapore and learned the official Malay language of this Southeast Asian country.
This time he had a rare opportunity to study for a few months, and he wanted to read some original school journals from universities in Southeast Asian countries.
When Hua Nianping walked around a bookshelf without warning, he was unable to prevent himself and bumped into someone.
He heard the other party scream, and then saw a satchel and a lot of information scattered on the floor.
From the screams, I could tell that the person who collided with Hua Nianping was a woman.
Hua Nianping said "I'm sorry" repeatedly, while bending down and picking up the bag on the ground for him.
"Don't touch it!"
The woman suddenly shouted, which frightened Hua Nianping so much that the satchel he had picked up in his hand dropped to the ground again.
From the open mouth of the bag, in addition to some women's exclusive utensils and skin care products, a small exquisite pistol was thrown out.
Just when Hua Nianping had no reaction, he saw the woman take a lunge and instantly picked up the pistol from his feet.
Her skills are so fast that she only sees it in a second.
"It's you--"
Hua Nianping raised his head and took a closer look in disbelief. The agile woman standing in front of him was Hou Yiying, who dropped out of Enyuan College in Huaishang City two months ago.
Hou Yiying, a weak female student, was actually able to carry guns and weapons and appear openly in the heavily guarded Central School. Where did she come from?
As if he had read through Hua Nianping's thoughts, Hou Yiying dexterously shook the pistol and said with a smile: "Chairman Hua is scared!"
"Where did it come from?" Hua Nianping asked in shock.
"My father's, steal it out and play with it." Hou Yiying stuffed the pistol into his shoulder bag.
"Your father? How could he have a gun... something like this? What does he do?" Hua Nianping was noncommittal.
"He? He's a very big... very big official!" Hou Yiying said with a smile.
"How big is it? How big is it?" Hua Nianping felt even more incredible.
"It's so big..." Hou Yiying couldn't find an accurate way to express it, so he simply replied: "It's so big anyway, so big that it's several times taller than you!"
"But guns are really dangerous and cannot be taken care of casually. Especially in a place like Central School." Hua Nianping reminded.
"Don't worry, I have a gun license!" Hou Yiying looked nonchalant.
The administrator came over and gave Hua Nianping the books he wanted to borrow.
Hou Yiying also handed the pile of information to the administrator and took away the IOU.