The other woman said, "Exactly. Right now back ho the smog is terrible, the air quality is really bad, all kinds of pollution are serious, and lots of people are getting cancer. I have a few friends who’ve all emigrated, they say at least the air abroad is much better..."
Huang’s mom disagreed. "That’s not how it works. A Country is developing really well now, lots of people overseas have far worse prospects than they would at ho. I know an acquaintance whose daughter was doing just fine as a chief physician in a big hospital, but she kept thinking the moon is rounder abroad and insisted on emigrating. Her husband wouldn’t agree, and she’d rather get divorced than give it up. In the end she finally managed to emigrate and went abroad alone. And the result? Things went badly for her over there, she didn’t have a good job, she was dirt poor. Last year she ca back, and her family pulled every string they could to get her into that sa hospital again. But those ten years were completely wasted. The colleagues who’d been on the sa level as her all got promoted and moved up; even the worst off among them have at least several apartnts, make over a million a year without even trying, plus they hold shares in pharmaceutical companies, drive luxury cars and live in villas. And her? She’s got nothing left, and her ex-husband has already married so young pretty girl..."
"Now at the hospital, don’t even ntion how awkward it is. She has to keep her head down, and even her parents can’t hold their heads up anymore. Tell , what was the point of all that?"
Soone chid in, "Exactly, making money abroad is nowhere near as full of opportunities as it is here..."
"Right, there’s that joke, isn’t there? Soone sold their place in the ’90s and went to South Country. Then they ca back in the past couple of years and found that even though they’d earned for over a decade, they still couldn’t afford to buy back the tiny place they had at the start."
Huang’s mom said proudly, "Exactly, our country is still the best. The moon abroad is really no rounder than in A Country. I just can’t stand people who worship everything foreign. Forget other people, just look at my son—no matter how much people abroad try to hire him, he won’t go..."
"That’s because your son is capable. Other people aren’t that impressive."
Huang’s mom said modestly, "That’s because our environnt is good. In the past few years, things have been pretty good here in every respect."
"And there’s our Zhou Ting—she also graduated from one of the very top universities in South Country, and isn’t she serving the motherland now too? That’s what you call patriotic..."
Zhou Ting serving the motherland—Zhou Xiaoxuan and Xu Xiaoya exchanged a look.
The two of them looked at Yan Xixi, only to see that Yan Xixi’s expression hadn’t changed at all.
Huang’s mom smiled. "Xixi, once you finish your studies you have to co back too. It’s easiest to make money in A Country—you’ll never earn this much if you stay abroad..."
Yan Xixi lifted her teacup. "Ha, I’ll take your good wishes, Auntie Huang. It’s getting late, we should get going."
"Let’s go, it’s late."
The group started down to the second floor, then suddenly stopped.
They saw another group already in the lobby, heading out.
Handso n and beautiful won, really too eye-catching; you couldn’t help looking twice.
Yan Xixi saw clearly—it was actually Huang Xiaojue and Zhou Ting, and the man and woman beside them were even more dazzling, both very tall; the woman was exquisitely gorgeous. It turned out to be Wan Donglin and Rina.
Obviously, the four of them had co out for a al together.
They were chatting and laughing, not paying the slightest attention to the people behind them.
Rina was holding Wan Donglin’s arm very affectionately. Seen from the back, both of their expressions were completely natural, as if they’d been close for years.
Little Xuanyuan couldn’t help but exclaim softly, "Third Young Master... isn’t that Third Young Master? How is he with Rina?"
Xu Xiaoya shot her a glare, her own heart giving a little jump as well.
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