Xia Chuyi, upon seeing this, hurried to console her, "Alright, alright, don’t be angry. How could it be as difficult as she says? Don’t the professors in the History Department employ servants? Relying on an assistant to live by?"
"It’s impossible," Xia Chuyi continued, "there must be some hidden reasons behind this."
"Besides, what if I could do well in a job that others failed at? There should surely be some benefits to assisting a professor in the History Department, right?"
"Even if it means serving someone, treating her like an elder in the family should do, shouldn’t it?"
"The fact that they’re looking for an outsider to help suggests that there might not be any younger family members in the professor’s household, or perhaps they’re not at home."
"So, thinking of it as helping someone out is a good thing too."
Jiang Shuqin shook her head and looked at her for a few seconds, saying, "Chuyi, I’ve realized that you truly are a kindhearted living Buddha."
Xia Chuyi immediately smiled, "I really can’t take that on."
A living Buddha? She certainly wasn’t.
After all, the matter was already decided, and no matter how angry she was, it was pointless.
It was better to accept it with equanimity, then do her best and leave the rest to fate.
Maybe there really was a hidden story inside, just like she had said?
Moreover... all this was just to comfort Jiang Shuqin.
She herself hadn’t gotten very upset over the matter, yet Jiang Shuqin was almost exploding with anger.
What Xia Chuyi said was merely to console Jiang Shuqin.
"Let’s drop it, talking about her is bad luck," Xia Chuyi told Jiang Shuqin.
"You," Jiang Shuqin tapped her head and said, "are truly more anxious than the Emperor himself!"
Xia Chuyi laughed heartily, and the two of them temporarily set the matter aside.
The next day, the counselor indeed found Xia Chuyi and told her about going to the History Department.
"Later, Teacher Chen Fan from the History Department will take you over there, be ready and do a good job."
Because she was mentally prepared, Xia Chuyi didn’t say much, accepting it especially calmly.
Soon, Teacher Chen from the History Department arrived and led her to the university’s residential compound, pointing to a two-story house with a garden, and introduced it to Xia Chuyi.
"This is where Professor Bao Jiaye lives."
"Professor Bao Jiaye is a national treasure in the research of our country’s folklore history and also a jewel of our History Department."
Teacher Chen first introduced the professor’s background to her.
Then, Teacher Chen continued, "Xia Chuyi, you must already know from your teachers that being an assistant to Professor Bao has many benefits."
"In addition to the regular work-study salary, there are also the excellent student subsidies given to you by the History Department."
"As long as you can keep it up, in the future, you might even be directly recommended for our postgraduate studies."
"Of course, I’m referring to Professor Bao’s student spots."
Teacher Chen had directly revealed the sweet benefits first.
Then he added, "I heard from your faculty’s teachers that you have very good character, are resilient, and that you’d definitely be capable of handling this job."
"So, Xia Chuyi, I have high hopes for you and hope that you can be persistent and keep up this work for the long term."
Upon hearing this, Xia Chuyi thought to herself: Is Teacher Chen doing political work or what?
First painting a rosy picture, then heaping on a tall hat, making her feel bad if she didn’t take the job seriously.
Xia Chuyi said, "I understand, teacher, I’ll do my best."
Teacher Chen looked at her and was very satisfied with her response.
Then, Teacher Chen shifted the topic, saying, "In recent years, Professor Bao has experienced some unfair treatment, so his temper has become a bit difficult."
"Xia Chuyi, try your best to be understanding and tolerant towards Professor Bao."