Yang Chen: "Hello, Teacher Huang. I may not have ti the day after tomorrow. Let’s see."
Huang Yuxuan: "What are you working on now?"
Yang Chen: "I’m currently a ride-hailing driver on the Bibi platform."
Huang Yuxuan: "..."
Damn Zhang Runfa, gave false information.
Huang Yuxuan: "Oh, then you must be driving now, right?"
Yang Chen: "Yes, I’m driving."
Huang Yuxuan: "You shouldn’t be on the phone while driving; pay attention to safety. I’ll stop talking to you now, focus on driving."
Yang Chen: "Okay..."
Before Yang Chen could finish, Huang Yuxuan hung up the phone.
What the heck, isn’t this baffling?
So rude.
Finance University, Principal’s Office.
Huang Yuxuan glared angrily at Zhang Runfa.
Zhang Runfa: "What’s the matter? Why are you looking at like that?"
Huang Yuxuan: "Why did you deceive saying Yang Chen has a net worth of one billion? He’s just a ride-hailing driver now! You sure have a sense of humor. I know you’re proud of nurturing an investnt bank’s vice president, but you have no need to mock like this, do you? Who are you disgusting?"
Ge Sulan: "What’s going on? Teacher Zhang, what’s happening?"
Zhang Runfa: "Chen Liang did say Yang Chen has at least a billion in assets. He’s a vice president at an investnt bank, this is a serious matter; he has no reason to deceive about it. Teacher Huang, did you clarify?"
Huang Yuxuan: "I clarified! I asked what he’s doing now; he said he’s a ride-hailing driver on Bibi."
Zhang Runfa: "What? Chen Liang deceived ?"
Huang Yuxuan: "I think he not only deceived you, but the claid 300,000 might also be a lie."
The office fell into silence.
Even a little money can stump a hero, let alone this much money. These educational workers are helpless too.
Zhang Runfa quickly called Chen Liang to reconfirm. Chen Liang’s answer was still the sa, that depending on the situation, at least 300,000 would be donated. Additionally, Yang Chen is indeed wealthy; a billion is an understatent, and driving for a ride-hailing service is rely a pasti for him.
Zhang Runfa rolled his eyes at Huang Yuxuan and said, "Chen Liang said Yang Chen is indeed driving for a ride-hailing service, but that’s just his pasti job. He has lots of investnts, do you understand investnts? They don’t require his direct managent; he just waits to collect dividends."
Huang Yuxuan: "Ah? Then... what should I do? I just hung up before he finished talking, calling back now seems inappropriate."
Zhang Runfa: "Who told you to be so impulsive? I’m really impressed!"
Principal Ge Sulan chuckled and said, "No worries, I have a solution. Have the Academic Affairs Office imdiately print invitation letters, then get the student union to send them to Yang Chen. This way, we can show respect for him and avoid any awkwardness for Teacher Huang in contacting him again."
Huang Yuxuan nodded with a smile, approving this thod.
The Academic Affairs Office promptly prepared the invitation letters.
For alumni living far away, they sent electronic versions; for those local in Hai City, the student union mbers personally delivered them.
College students are the cheapest labor force in the world. As the saying goes, you can’t find a worker doing construction or a screw driver for a monthly salary of 3,000, but there will be a bunch of college students scrambling to do it, often even for free under the guise of internships, and they’re grateful for the internship opportunity.
So, when the student union received the task, many mbers thought they got an opportunity to gain experience and rushed to deliver the invitations.
The student assigned to deliver the invitation to Yang Chen was Zhao Ying, a freshman from the External Relations Departnt.
This relates to Yang Chen forrly being the head of the External Relations Departnt, where he left many legendary stories. Zhao Ying was particularly eager to et this imnsely outstanding senior.
Chair of the student union Zhang Yang was also from the External Relations Departnt, naturally giving more care to the departnt.
He handed Yang Chen’s contact information to Zhao Ying, reminding her to be polite, afraid she might upset Yang Chen due to lack of social skills.
Zhao Ying exited the school gates and called Yang Chen.
Yang Chen: "Hello, who is this?"
Zhao Ying: "Hello, senior. I’m Zhao Ying, a newcor to the External Relations Departnt at Finance University. The school assigned a task to deliver the anniversary invitation to you. May I ask where you are now? I’ll co to find you."
Yang Chen: "Ah? Are we still doing this? No need to deliver it."
Zhao Ying: "Senior, please, this is my task, and if I don’t complete it, I’ll have trouble explaining to the student union and school."
Yang Chen also attended university and understands how first-year students feel and think during this ti.
"I’m currently delivering a passenger to the south gate of Binhai Garden, let’s et there," Yang Chen replied.
Zhao Ying: "Okay, okay. Senior, see you shortly."
Excited about eting the senior she’d long admired, Zhao Ying hurriedly called a Bibi ride-hailing car to go to Binhai Garden.
Yang Chen arrived at Binhai Garden first, waiting by the roadside.
After more than ten minutes, a white JAC M3 stopped at the gate, an old lady got out, and the car moved forward a bit then stopped.
The old lady put on glasses and took out a guide cane.
Yang Chen wanted to get out and do a good deed by helping her cross the road.
At this mont, a Peugeot stopped in front, and the old lady sped up and walked over.
Just then, the car door opened, bumped into the lady, and she fell into the roadside greenery.
"Ouch, my back," the old lady shouted.
The Peugeot driver quickly got out to check, followed by a trembling young girl in her early twenties.
Then, people from the M3 got out and rushed over.
"Mom, are you okay?"
"Mom, are you hurt?"
"What’s wrong with you people? Can’t you see such a big person? How could you bump into her?"
...
Ah, ran into a con artist group.
But that girl also lacked life experience—always check if there’s anyone before opening the door.
If she had more life experience, she wouldn’t have been tricked.
The girl nervously said, "I really didn’t an it, I’m a Finance University student, I don’t have the money to compensate you."
A student from Finance University?
Could it be the junior, Zhao Ying, here to deliver the invitation?
Yang Chen quickly dialed Zhao Ying’s number, the phone of the girl who was already in tears rang.
She quickly answered the call, crying, "Hello, senior, where are you? I’m in trouble here, co and save , sob..."
How coincidental is this?
My car’s dashcam captured the whole incident!
Sigh...
Looks like I’ll have to be a reluctant good Samaritan again.
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