The head feels a bit light-headed.
She props up her chin and closes her eyes.
The end-of-exam bell rings, and Rong Zhi slowly opens her eyes.
The teacher finishes collecting the test papers, she gets up and walks out, Old Li is already waiting outside, and as soon as she comes out, he surrounds her and urgently asks, "How was it?"
Her expression is listless, with a light red tint on the corner of her eyes, she purses her lips, "It was okay."
Old Li looks at Rong Zhi’s lackluster appearance, slightly froze and then becomes a little worried, "Are you alright?"
Rong Zhi shakes her head, "It’s nothing serious."
Old Li sighs, "Alright, I won’t say much. You’re a doctor, you know better than me. Take care of yourself."
She still has work at the company, and leaves after the exam. Two minutes after she leaves, several other students from the same exam site from First Middle School gather and leave for school by bus.
On the bus, the student from the same exam room as Rong Zhi takes out their phone and posts on the forum—
[I saw Rong Xiaocao!! In person, he’s super, incredibly flawless and handsome! I heard from the instructor that he did well in this exam too, looking forward to the results! More excited than for my own results!!]
Soon someone replies.
[Ah, so jealous!! By the way, when is Rong Xiaocao coming back to school? How can a senior not attend class, won’t his grades slip?]
[Heard from a friend in class two that Rong Zhi promised the homeroom teacher to rank in the top five in exams to get a vacation, he doesn’t even attend school, can he really rank in the top five?]
[That’s too arrogant, even Rong Xiaohua works hard and goes to class every day, yet he takes a decent monthly score to act so recklessly, I bet his rank will drop this midterm.]
Seeing the thread going off-topic, the student looks bewildered.
Wasn’t this a compliment post?? How did it suddenly become a questioning post??
She quickly deletes the post before the matter escalates, but some people notice and start one post after another.
Rong Zhi knows nothing about this, even if she did, she’d be too lazy to care.
She just arrived at the company, hadn’t even warmed the seat yet, and Rong Xian’an immediately calls her to the president’s office.
Sixty-sixth floor, president’s office.
Rong Xian’an clasps his hands under his chin, his brows and eyes heavy, talking to Rong Qichuo opposite him. Hearing the knock on the door, both stop simultaneously.
As the youth enters, Rong Xian’an casually points, "Sit."
Rong Zhi leisurely takes a seat.
Rong Xian’an coldly asks, "Do you know why I called you here?"
"Speak." Rong Zhi lazily glances upwards.
Rong Xian’an presses his brows and purses his lips, just about to raise his voice when the cold and resolute figure of the youth leaving last time flashes through his mind. The reprimand swallowed and churned in his mouth, he opens a drawer and throws a brown paper bag in front of Rong Zhi.
"Take a look yourself, I’m not saying you can’t have the right to personal love, but being caught red-handed, that’s just stupid." His tone is heavy, seeming disappointed yet advising.
Rong Zhi opens the brown paper bag.
Rong Qichuo glances at her from the corner of his eye, sneering, "Can’t even wipe your mouth after sneaking a bite, reported to Dad here and even need Dad to fix it for you, what can you do besides causing trouble?"
Rong Zhi looks at the photos inside the brown paper bag.
The main subject inside seems familiar.
The angles were tricky, one is her looking down talking to Bai Tingxun, from the angle, they look about to kiss. Other shots are Bai Tingxun wearing her jacket back at the company.
Rong Zhi finishes flipping through with no expression, her tone rather calm, "Good skills."
Rong Xian’an immediately furrows his brows in frustration, "I’m reminding you to be vigilant, not to mess around here with me!"
Rong Zhi nods, "Okay."
She didn’t say anything wrong.
The bottled-up frustration within Rong Xian’an surges, considering Rong Qichuo is present, he gestures for him to leave, then pushes himself to the desk in front of Rong Zhi.
"I know you hold resentment against me, but now you’re at Rong Family, representing the entire Rong Family. Your every action and word affect Rong Family, if Rong Family is not well, you’ll suffer too."
"The workplace is not school, if you make another mistake this month, I’ll tell your grandfather to send you back to school, never to return to the company again!"
He doesn’t want to squabble with Rong Zhi, doesn’t want to see this son who causes him endless frustration. He slaps the already prepared plan onto the desk in front of Rong Zhi, speaking solemnly, "Grandfather says you’re quite capable, fine, here’s a plan for a collaboration with senior officials, I’m giving it to you to handle."
Rong Zhi glances faintly at the plan title.
Ah, it’s actually a collaboration with the country.
Can the current situation of Rong Family still secure such a plan?
Rong Xian’an roughly guesses her internal reaction, furrows his brows and says, "Of course not, every notable company in Beijing is eyeing this collaboration. Tomorrow evening, they will publicly bid."
"Only if you win the bid at the auction, will the collaboration belong to Rong Family."