Chapter 385: Returning Books

"Guo Ge, these are the two keys to the village warehouse. The grain I ordered is quite urgent and hasn't been bagged yet; we might need to hire people to bag it." An Yinan stated the situation directly, letting Guo Tiexiong have some mental preparation.

Her grain was all modern; the bags were printed with brands, manufacturers, phone numbers, and dates. This information was too alarming, so she could only trouble Guo Ge.

Guo Tiexiong nodded, "Your friend has already come to find me. I will procure the goods with the money from your shop separately and send them to the Southern Front in the name of the shop. I have already contacted the Military Department, and they will come specifically to pick up the supplies."

This also eliminated the possibility of someone meddling in the middle.

"I separated a portion of the supplies and gave them to the female Comrade who came over, in your personal name," Guo Tiexiong explained.

At noon, a female Comrade found her way to the house and proactively produced her credentials.

He had vetted them, and the credentials were in order.

But since the volume of their supplies this time was truly massive, he didn't dare entrust them to others for transport, so he listed a separate portion of supplies for her and handed them to her specifically.

Let love be passed on.

"Alright, thank you, Guo Ge." An Yinan nodded.

Ever since Guo Ge came to Beijing, she didn't have to worry about many things herself, and she felt much more relaxed.

"It is the people and the soldiers who should thank you. All I can do is manual labor; you are the one who is truly righteous," Guo Tiexiong sighed.

An Yinan's personal company donated 100,000 in supplies.

And Nanyuan Xiuhua also donated 40,000 in supplies.

Who would have thought? This large batch of supplies entering the Southern Front would alleviate the country's pressure and also provide a reassurance to the soldiers.

"I think our plan to buy land can begin," Guo Tiexiong said.

Currently, the national treasury is empty, and land in the suburbs of Beijing is very cheap; one can buy a large area of land for little money.

An Yinan hesitated slightly, "Would that be a bit wrong?"

Does this count as profiteering from a national crisis? She didn't want to do that.

Guo Tiexiong was silent for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

"It counts, and it doesn't."

He sighed. In the eyes of others, war is a noun.

But in the eyes of their soldiers, war is a verb.

It represents sacrifice, bloodshed, disability, and medical discharge.

It represents batch after batch of people having to leave the Military they love.

"I am taking advantage of the low prices to quickly acquire land and build factories."

"But it is not profiteering from a national crisis; rather, we must have land to settle those large numbers of discharged soldiers."

Speaking of this, Guo Tiexiong looked at his own legs.

His legs were not injured; after being captured by the Japanese, they injected his legs with a drug, and from then on, his legs lost all sensation.

For the sake of his legs, the Military invited countless Doctors for him, but no one had any leads.

Only then did he give up the battlefield he loved and transition to logistics work.

That feeling of being forced to leave the place he loved—he still doesn't want to think back on it even now.

An Yinan and Guo Tiexiong had discussed that her Food Factory would only recruit discharged soldiers or military dependents and would not recruit from the general public.

Those soldiers shed blood and sacrificed on the battlefield, and after they were injured, she didn't want them to think that the country no longer needed them.

The country needs them, and she will need them too!

"Alright! Then let's buy the land." An Yinan made the decision.

The situation in the Southern Front must be very severe; her eldest uncle had withdrawn the people protecting him, and he was coming home later and later every time.

"The money might not be enough, but I plan to go to Yangcheng to audit the factory's accounts, then audit the accounts of the two shops, plus my shop dividends for today. I'll scrape it together later."

Since she had already decided, she wanted to push forward.

Guo Tiexiong looked at An Yinan; he thought she wouldn't agree.

He didn't expect her to agree without hesitation. All the persuasive words he had thought about for a long time were never spoken.

An Yinan returned to school and went to the classroom first to see Liu Jianguo.

"How is the injury? Do you need to continue taking leave?" Liu Jianguo asked with concern.

Thinking of when he went to the hospital to visit, she was wrapped up like a zongzi, even her head was wrapped, leaving only her face visible.

"No need, it's only a few days until the final exams anyway," An Yinan sighed.

Liu Jianguo was also speechless; the way she attended school, she hadn't even attended half of the semester.

"The old rule: don't take first place!" Liu Jianguo said.

An Yinan continued, "And never ask for leave."

As long as her grades didn't drop, he could be exceptionally lenient about how she took leave.

Through the Principal's involvement several times, he also knew that Student An's leave wasn't just messing around, but for serious matters. Even if she didn't keep this agreement, she could still take leave.

Yet she still complied.

As long as she participated in an exam, she never let anyone else take first place.

Now, every time Zhang Cheng saw the report card, he didn't look very happy and would always sigh, "If An Yinan participated in the exam, I would definitely be able to defeat her."

Perhaps this is what it means for a hero to be lonely!

Having a rival who keeps pace with you seems to make life more interesting.

"The students in the class have saved up all their energy, Student An, you must be prepared," Liu Jianguo said with a smile.

An Yinan shook her finger, "Zhang Cheng is still not quite there."

"Pride makes one lag behind!" Liu Jianguo said.

"Excessive humility is the beginning of pride," An Yinan replied.

The teacher and student looked at each other and smiled, then said nothing more.

"Start classes tomorrow. The library teacher came to find me; you borrowed a lot of books and haven't returned them yet. Many students are looking for books and can't find them."

"Go return them as soon as you have time, so I don't have to be nagged all day."

The library teacher couldn't find the student, so they came to him; every time they met, they would ask, "Teacher Liu, has An Yinan from your class returned yet? What about the books?"

The nagging was so bad that now, whenever he sees the library teacher, he takes a detour.

An Yinan rubbed her nose; she had finished reading them while injured, but she hadn't been able to return them.

"I'll go right away."

"Goodbye, teacher!"

An Yinan left the office immediately, returned to the dormitory, grabbed a book bag, put all the books she had borrowed into her space, and hurried to the library with the bag on her back.

"You've finally come." The library teacher breathed a sigh of relief; many books only had one copy, and once someone borrowed them, everyone else had to wait in line.

An Yinan also felt very embarrassed; she had intended to borrow them to read during those three days of vacation, never expecting that a single borrowing would last a month.

"Teacher, I'm sorry."

The library teacher made the registration, "It's fine, it's just that the students were in a rush. I heard you were injured; has your body recovered now?"

"It has already recovered, thank you for your concern, teacher." An Yinan quickly thanked them.

Then she asked embarrassedly, "Can I still borrow books then?"

The library teacher said, "Because of what happened with you this time, the Principal had them photocopied. Go ahead and borrow."

If something happened to a unique copy of a book, one would only be able to go to other universities to find it.

Fortunately, the Principal had all the unique books photocopied and kept a copy specifically at the school, in case students borrowed them and damaged them, making them impossible to find later.

An Yinan hadn't expected this either!