The next day, Xianyu received the 50 million yuan deposit prepaid by Shilian Airlines, after tax. Even someone as calm as her couldn't help but want to cheer, but someone else let out a cry of surprise before she did.

  "Wah! I'm so happy! Professor Qian gave us compensation money too! 20,000 yuan, it's the most I've ever earned at one time, I'm really thrilled!"

  Zhao Tian excitedly rushed over and hugged Xian Yu tightly, bouncing up and down.

  After the excitement had passed, the three of them looked at each other nervously and said: "Why don't we just return the money to Professor Qian? We were originally mid-term joiners, didn't help with anything, how can we just take this compensation for no reason?"

  "You've already said that yesterday, I'll reiterate it again. No matter when you joined, it doesn't change the fact that you are also one of the project participants. So, since I gave it to you, take good care of it."

  Although they had a strong attitude, they still felt somewhat uneasy. After thinking for a moment, Zhou Mei suggested: "How about this? We'll treat you to dinner on the weekend and split the bill."

  "Right, right, we'll take a share too, otherwise this money will be burning our hands." Zhao Tian also agreed.

  With some spare time, she took another look at Liu Jia and it was clear that she also meant the same thing. Seeing the three of them with an expression that said "if you don't agree we'll return the money", one against three, she had no choice but to agree.

  When a person's life is very fulfilling, time will pass quickly, and Saturday will arrive in the blink of an eye.

  These days, she spent every day either attending classes or helping Zhou Mei and others with training, otherwise she was reading books. Since she had already decided to write out the world of women being superior to men in her heart, then she must make sufficient preparations for it.

  She wants to do things well, if she can't, it's better not to do them at all.

  Writing is a very challenging task for an author's writing skills and quantity. If someone doesn't have good writing skills, what they write will inevitably be dull and tasteless. Without the support of quantity, the plot of a book will appear monotonous and hollow.

  So before she starts writing, she needs to read more books. Literature, history, poetry and so on are all on her reading list.

  The place to eat was booked by Professor Qian, a private house restaurant not far from the school. According to Professor Qian, this private house restaurant has a history of several decades and existed when he was still a student. The taste is very good, and the price is also very beautiful, worthy of this taste.

  The appointment was at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, but since it was a casual gathering, she set off early with Zhou Mei and others.

  While navigating to their destination, Zhao Tian stared at the sign of this store for a long time and couldn't understand what was written on it, so she asked Xian Yu if he knew.

  "I don't know either."

  "Aren't you a history major? How come you don't recognize it either?" This was not only Zhao Tian's confusion, but also Zhou Mei and Liu Jia were also surprised that she didn't recognize these few characters.

  "You think all IT majors know how to fix computers and all logistics management majors are just delivery guys?" he said with a tone of annoyance.

  She is studying history, not archaeology, so it's normal if she doesn't know, right?

  For internal matters ask Baidu, for external matters ask Google, aren't they just a few unfamiliar characters? In my spare time, I took out my phone and took a photo, then searched on Baidu, and the answer came out immediately.

  "Courtyard private house dishes."

  "Stop? The name is quite interesting."

  They didn't understand at first glance, and Xianyu explained again: "It's the courtyard where the song of Jiangnan still lingers, a single zither and a pillar that recalls the splendor of years past."

  Three people: "......"

  A private restaurant, what's the point of giving it such a poetic name? The poetic name is fine, but the problem is that ordinary people can't even recognize this font, they don't even know the characters, how can they appreciate the poetry and romance?!

  They really wanted to say this complaint out loud, but they didn't dare. They had been standing at the door for a long time without going in, and the waiter had already stared at them for half a day.

  "Are you guests coming in for a meal? Do you have a reservation?" the waiter finally couldn't help but ask.

  "Some of us have booked a private room at Chang Le Xuan." Idlely glanced at Professor Qian's WeChat.

  "Alright, follow me."

  The waiter bowed and then led them to a private room.

  As they walked in, Zhao Tian and the others looked at the unfamiliar names on each private room, feeling confused and thinking that it was because of their lack of culture, that they were not worthy.

  "How many guests are there in total? Would you like to order now?" The waiter took out a pen and paper to ask casually.

  "Never mind, we still have nine people who haven't arrived yet. Let's wait for them and then order. Just put the menu here for now."

  She also didn't know their tastes, and ordering dishes randomly was too impolite.

  The waitress put down the menu and then brought them a pot of tea before leaving.

  After waiting for a while, people started arriving one after another, and surprisingly, the first one to arrive was Tang Nansheng.

  Zhao Tian and Liu Jia had not seen Tang Nan before, so they suddenly saw a sunny big brother, and their eyes were straight. She secretly pulled the idle and whispered in her ear: "Why didn't you tell us earlier that this senior is so handsome?"

  She rolled her eyes and retorted: "Can good looks be eaten as rice? He's a playboy, don't get too carried away."

  Zhao Tian smiled foolishly and said, "What's wrong with the flower boy? I'm not afraid of a bad brother, but rather a handsome one. My three views are all tied to my facial features. Besides, I just appreciate his looks, I don't chase after him, so stop worrying unnecessarily."

  "Now that you've said that, I can rest assured. You should know that love is a stumbling block for women on the path to career advancement. The three of you are going to become scientists."

  She was really afraid that the three of them would fall into a whirlpool of love and be unable to extricate themselves!

  It seems that she was afraid they didn't take her seriously, so she added: "If you don't believe me, just look at Catherine the Great. When she pursued love, she lived a very stifling life. As soon as she abandoned love, she immediately became emperor and dominated the world."

  Zhao Tian, who was still a bit infatuated with her beauty, curiously asked: "Really? I've always thought that only Wu Zetian was this kind of woman."

  "Of course it's true, do you know what her last words were?"

  "What is it?"

  "Give me another two hundred years and all of Europe will be at my feet."

  When she read this piece of history, she was deeply shocked by this woman. It turned out that women could also live a magnificent and turbulent life, with ups and downs. Wu Zetian was like this, and Catherine the Great was too. She thought that the heroic woman she wanted to portray should be such a woman.

  "My god, I'm in love! This line is too domineering!" Zhao Tian exaggeratedly covered her heart and said with sparkling eyes.

  Even Zhou Mei and Liu Jia were stunned by this sentence, with a face full of admiration and yearning.

  "Your thinking is a bit dangerous, little sister." Tang Nan said with a smile.

  "It's not just dangerous, how can someone so young have such thoughts!"

  Suddenly they heard Tang Nan's and Professor Qian's voices, and the four of them were startled.