The foreign language teacher suddenly changed from the previously stern and rigid middle-aged woman to the friendly, gentle, and beautiful young female teacher in front of them, eliciting quite a lively reaction from the class.
In this harmonious atmosphere, Peng Hui, who was sitting in the front row, nudged Zhao Meimei and asked, "Is it her?"
Zhao Meimei nonchalantly pouted, "Yeah."
Peng Hui and Qian Simeng both raised their heads to look at Zhang Jiahui. After staring for a couple of seconds, Peng Hui, in her usual fashion, delivered her critique: "She’s prettier than you, her skin is fairer, her chest is bigger, but if you really look at it, you still have the advantage... at least you’re younger than her!"
Zhao Meimei: "...." Damn it!!
The new teacher’s first task upon taking office was to go through the roll call and get to know all the students.
When she called Zhao Meimei, Zhang Jiahui suddenly smiled, a smile that Zhao Meimei thought looked like a weasel wishing a chicken a happy new year.
After standing and sitting back down, Zhao Meimei hanged her head, took out her phone from her backpack, and grudgingly sent a message to the charming guy that everyone was eyeing: "Bro, do you love me?"
Zhao Meimei rarely sends messages during class, and even if she does, it’s usually about things happening in class.
Shi Yang was startled when he saw the message, thinking his little wife was teasing him again, trying to hook him with her words.
Shi Yang replied: "I’ll tell you in bed when we get home tonight."
Zhao Meimei’s throat tightened, her face flushed at Shi Yang’s words, unable to hold back her laughter, she playfully retorted: "Pervert!"
Because of Shi Yang’s inadvertent flirting, Zhao Meimei’s turbulent mood instantly calmed down. She habitually rubbed the engagement ring on her finger, her long, narrow eyes flashing with a faint light.
Zhao Meimei squinted her eyes and teased back: "Alright! Bro, give it to me hard tonight, let me see how much you really love me!"
Shi Yang was sitting at his desk drinking tea, glanced at the message, and lightly coughed, almost choking.
Qian Jinqiu, sitting opposite him, asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
Shi Yang looked up at her, "I’m fine."
Qian Jinqiu asked, "I’m planning to have an event on the 11th. I want to bring over the new employees to learn how to sell. Do you think it’s feasible?"
Shi Yang smiled: "It’s feasible, but you’d better have them come over tomorrow or the day after. I need to find someone to train them in advance. Since they’ve never sold anything before, I’m afraid they won’t be able to adapt immediately if they jump straight into an event."
Qian Jinqiu laughed, "No problem, I’ll arrange a car to bring them over tomorrow. Including the store manager, there will be five people in total. You don’t need to worry about their food and accommodation, I’ve already arranged everything."
Shi Yang nodded: "Let Wenda host you when the time comes."
Qian Jinqiu asked, "Do you have time tonight? Let’s have dinner together, my treat."
Shi Yang readily agreed, "You’re coming to the provincial capital, how could I let you pay? I’ll treat you tonight and introduce my capable subordinates to you. Last time you came, Wenda was at the headquarters ordering winter clothes, so you didn’t meet him. He’s very talented, especially in sales and training. You can directly contact him if you have any questions."
In Qian Jinqiu’s mind, she had painted Zhao Wendada, who was meticulous and full of talent, as a genteel and ambitious young man, so when she saw the very person Shi Yang praised so highly at the dinner table, she almost couldn’t suppress her laughter.
This burly guy with a dark face, yet supposedly meticulous to the point of absurdity, was indeed a mysterious contradiction.
Throughout the meal, Zhao Wendada felt uncomfortable under Qian Jinqiu’s smiling gaze. Seizing a moment when no one was around, he quietly complained to Qu Chaozong, "Hey, Chaozi, do you think Miss Qian has a thing for me? Why does she keep staring at me, smiling like that? It’s raising the hair on the back of my neck."
Qu Chaozong glanced over and saw Qian Jinqiu looking at Zhao Wendada with a smile, her eyes brimming, a smile hidden deep within them. Qu Chaozong couldn’t help but laugh and spat out a fishbone: "Seems like she might."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wendada immediately became even more uneasy, a blush born of embarrassment and shyness appearing on his dark face.
Knowing that Qian Jinqiu was paying attention to him, Zhao Wendada couldn’t help but steal glances at her as well. Qian Jinqiu was fair and pretty, quite attractive. Zhao Wendada kept looking at her until their eyes unexpectedly met.
Both paused for a moment, and then Qian Jinqiu suddenly smiled, showing off a neat row of white teeth, a rather charming smile.
Zhao Wendada’s face turned an even deeper shade of red, quickly looking away.
After dinner, Shi Yang wanted to have Qu Chaozong escort Qian Jinqiu back to the hotel, as they were familiar with each other.
Qu Chaozong took a glance at Zhao Wendada, then intentionally said, "I had some drinks earlier, but Wenda didn’t, so let him take her."
Without any suspicion, Shi Yang turned to Qian Jinqiu: "I have something to do. Would you like Wenda to take you back?"
Qian Jinqiu followed Zhao Wendada, and only then did Qu Chaozong put an arm around Shi Yang’s shoulder and ask, "Hey, did you notice anything interesting?"
Shi Yang followed his gaze and looked at Zhao Wendada and Qian Jinqiu walking side by side to the car, then turned back to Qu Chaozong: "What do you mean?"
Qu Chaozong raised the corner of his mouth, smiling wickedly: "Those two were exchanging glances at the dinner table, don’t tell me you didn’t pick up on it." Follow current novels on NovєlFіre.net
Shi Yang was startled, then laughed and cursed: "Damn! Wenda, you sly dog! Impressive!"
Qu Chaozong asked, "Are they a good match?"
Shi Yang nodded, "A good match."
Qu Chaozong chuckled twice and walked with Shi Yang. Shi Yang stopped and looked back at him, "Why are you following me?"
Qu Chaozong said, "Isn’t it obvious? Wenda took my car, so Tianyu and I need a ride back with you!"
Shi Yang flatly refused, "I have something to do tonight. When Tianyu packs up later, you can take a taxi back."
Qu Chaozong was stunned, "No way, what on earth could you possibly need to do at this hour?"
Shi Yang replied with great righteousness, "Not doing things, doing people. I’m off!"
Qu Chaozong mulled over this statement for a good few seconds before realizing the implication, exclaiming, "Damn!"
Only Shi Yang could say something so crude with such self-righteousness.
Just as Shi Yang got into the car, his phone beeped with a message from the little wife urging him to return home.
Zhao Meimei: Bro, are you still drinking? When are you coming back?
Shi Yang squinted his eyes, deep thoughts swirling in them, as his fingers quickly typed a reply: "You’ve got twenty minutes to clean that little butt, I’m coming back for an inspection."
Zhao Meimei read the message twice over, covering her face with her hand, her ears turning red. Feeling smug inside, she coyly replied: "Oh my! Bro! You’re being such a rogue!!!"