Time Travel: Female Cannon Fodder of the Republic of China

"Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it will be our fault."

This is how it is in this era, when something bad happens, it is blamed on women.

It's not just men who are like this, women are like this too.

Originally, Mother Lin always said that she had a bad fate and that she had brought death to all her relatives.

Lin Ma's father died of smoking opium.

Ai Shutong just didn't understand why she was blamed for her father's death!

If it were her, she would not acknowledge it even if someone else wanted to do it, let alone force it herself.

Ai Shutong: "Okay, you cook, I'll be back soon!"

Arriving at the east room, Li Zhongzheng accompanied Zhan Yongwen to drink tea and talk.

Seeing Ai Shutong coming over, he poured her a cup of tea, and Ai Shutong took it and drank it all.

"Thank you Uncle Li, I'm really thirsty."

Zhan Yongwen: "Ms. Ai, you are such a busy person. It's so hard to see you."

Ai Shutong smiled shyly, "I've been a bit busy lately, is there anything I can do for you, President Zhan?"

Zhan Yongwen turned around and picked up a bag of letters from the ground. "Your new novel has been very popular recently. The newspaper has received a lot of letters from readers. I sent them all to you."

"If you have time, read it and reply to a few of them. This will increase the enthusiasm of readers."

Ai Shutong quickly thanked him, "President Zhan, please give me a ride."

"I have opened a women's clothing store on Nanjing Road with a partner. It will open tomorrow and I would like to place an advertisement in the newspaper."

Zhan Shiwen: "Different layouts have different prices."

Ai Shutong couldn't help but think of the first time they met, when she went to post a rental advertisement.

"Well, I also know that you charge by the word."

"Did you forget? I put a rental ad in your newspaper before."

Zhan Shiwen laughed awkwardly a few times.

He really didn't remember...

He quickly changed the topic of social death.

"Do you write the copy yourself, or does our newspaper write it for you?"

Ai Shutong: "Let's write it ourselves! It's a women's clothing store! It's more immersive if it's written by a woman."

"Tomorrow, ask Xiao Li to go to No. 23 Nanjing Road and take some photos of our clothing store."

"When the time comes, it will be more authentic if it is published together with the text."

After a pause, he smiled and said, "Shouldn't you hire one or two female employees? This will be of great benefit to the development of female readers."

But Zhan Yongwen said, "Female employees are too troublesome and have too much work to do. They may not work for long and will get married. Then they will have to find someone else to take over their work. The cost is too high!"

Ai Shutong tried her best to argue, "Can you give me a lower salary?"

"Wouldn't this reduce costs?!"

Zhan Yongwen said perfunctorily: "I will consider it."

Ai Shutong sighed deeply in her heart. Even Zhan Shiwen, who was educated abroad, was not optimistic about female employees. The road to development for professional women is still long and arduous!

The economic base determines the superstructure. Without income, it is difficult for women to improve their status.

The next day, Ai Shutong woke up excitedly before dawn.

I tossed and turned in bed but couldn't fall asleep.

She grabbed her watch and looked at it. It was just five o'clock.

I just got up and read the letter.

She grabbed a handful of letters from the bag and placed them on the table.

Then I read them one by one.

When she saw a letter from someone named Xishuishangliu, Ai Shutong slowed down her reading speed.

Xishuishangliu is obviously a pen name. The man wrote in the letter that he was very interested in the instant noodles described in the novel.

I want to open an instant noodle factory.

I am writing to ask if I can meet with him to discuss cooperation.

Ai Shutong felt it was a little unreliable.

How could she find him when he didn't leave his name or address?

Seeing that it was dawn outside the window, Ai Shutong put down the letter.

I changed into some loose clothes and went out for a run.

When she saw Professor Zhang practicing swordplay, Ai Shutong stopped and said, "Good morning, Professor Zhang!"

"I heard that a professor named Shen Jiaxing came to your school. How is his teaching level?"

Professor Zhang stopped his temper and replied, "Shutong, you chose the wrong school. In my opinion, you should go to Aurora University. The new Professor Shen not only teaches science, but also language courses. He can speak English, Russian, and Japanese. He is a rare genius."

"If you want to study at our school, I will introduce you. You have solid knowledge, and as long as you pass Professor Shen's assessment, you can become his student."

"He is not only valued by the principal, but also liked by students! If you become his disciple, you will have many senior brothers and sisters and can make a lot of connections!"

Ever since Ai Shutong taught the old man how to use the phonograph last time, the two of them gradually became familiar with each other.

Professor Zhang said this from the bottom of his heart for Ai Shutong's sake.

Ai Shutong was not an ungrateful person, so she quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Professor Zhang."

“But I don’t plan on changing schools.”

"My IQ is not very high, but my academic performance is acceptable. This is all because I turned a deaf ear to the outside world and focused on reading the books of sages."

“So I don’t plan to pursue a career in academia.”

Professor Zhang looked regretful, but still supported Ai Shutong's decision.

He also knew in his heart that what Ai Shutong said might not be an excuse.

Generally, girls of her age would have been betrothed by their parents long ago, and few could continue to go to school.

The reason why she can still go to school is really because she has no housework to burden her.

Think about other women. At this age, they are either kept at home by their parents to do needlework, or are asked by their husbands’ families to take care of the husbands and children.

At around seven in the morning, Ai Shutong had already arrived at the door of Nishang Clothing Store.

She thought she had arrived early enough, but she didn't expect Zheng Qiuying to arrive earlier than her.

"Qiu Ying, what time did you come?"

Zheng Qiuying: "I couldn't sleep last night, so I got up before dawn. But I didn't dare go out alone, so I woke up my brother. He drove me here."

Ai Shutong: "I woke up before dawn too, but I didn't have a brother to send me off, otherwise I would have come here earlier."

The two chatted for a while and then went about their business.

Ai Shutong called the flower shop and asked them to send over two flower baskets, and then went to the warehouse to get the firecrackers that she had bought in advance.

Around eight o'clock, ten female employees arrived one after another.

Ai Shutong said to Hu Ying, "Why haven't the lion dancers arrived yet? Go ask them when they will be here."

Hu Ying went out, hailed a rickshaw and left.

At half past eight, Luo Cisui arrived late with her family.

"I'm sorry, Shutong, I'm late. It's all my little sister's fault. She stayed in bed."

Luo Cimei said dissatisfiedly: "Who told you not to call me in advance? You are late and you blame me!"

Mrs. Luo, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, quickly advised: "Okay, I see the firecrackers at the door haven't been set off yet, and the ceremony hasn't started yet, so it's not too late for us."

Ai Shutong also said: "Yes, Ci Sui brought her family to show her support today, so it doesn't matter if she comes later."

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and thin man in a suit strode over and stretched out his hand directly to Ai Shutong, "Hello, my name is Luo Ciren, I'm Cisui's second brother. You must be Miss Ai, Cisui's classmate, right?"