Realizing Liu Runxi was in a bad mood, ng Junzhu didn’t ask much and let him go.
At that mont, ng Junzhu received a call. Seeing the caller ID, her expression beca sowhat complicated.
After hesitating for a mont, she answered the phone.
"Azhu, I heard you’re the lead teacher for this winter camp. Are you free tonight? Let treat you to dinner."
A gentle male voice sounded from the phone.
Zhou Qun approached with a form in hand, "Mr. ng..."
ng Junzhu showed her phone briefly and returned an apologetic look before stepping to the side with the phone.
Zhou Qun stood still, watching ng Junzhu’s figure, his lips curving slightly.
"Sorry, as the lead teacher, I can’t leave my post. You’re a teacher too, so you should understand."
The caller sighed, "It seems you’re still angry with , Azhu. How many tis have I told you, that was a misunderstanding..."
"Mr. Xie," ng Junzhu emphasized her tone, "I made it clear to you before—there’s no connection between us anymore. Please let go and stop contacting ."
With those words, ng Junzhu was about to hang up.
"Did you know that De Ren is starting the Young Talent Class?"
Her motion to hang up paused, and she narrowed her eyes.
His tone carried a trace of subtle arrogance, "I thought you went to teach in such a remote and backward place like Qingzhou just to spite . With your abilities, working in such a place is beneath you. If you want to co back, the door is always open."
"What you just ntioned about the Young Talent Class—is it true?"
"I’ll send you the address. Tonight at 8 o’clock—don’t be late."
The caller hung up.
In an instant, the balance of control reversed, leaving ng Junzhu mildly annoyed.
But recalling the ntion of the Young Talent Class, her expression grew even more serious.
The Young Talent Class, as the na suggests, is a program for young geniuses.
Over ten years ago, De Ren Middle School proposed this concept, though it was never realized.
In today’s scientific community, the Gu family holds an almost legendary status, abundant with talent, and De Ren Middle School is backed by the Gu family.
Now that De Ren Middle School is starting the Young Talent Class, it seems the Gu family is preparing to nurture and absorb young minds for the scientific field.
This is an exceptional opportunity—she must secure a spot for her student.
Resolving herself, ng Junzhu turned and stumbled into Zhou Qun.
"Mr. Zhou, I have sothing important to do and need to leave for a while. I’ll be back before nine. Please help keep an eye on the students, and call if anything cos up."
With those words, ng Junzhu left in a hurry.
Zhou Qun watched her figure disappear into the distance and let out a sigh.
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Beiqi Hotel is the only hotel in Chunzhou classified as a seven-star luxury hotel. It belongs to the internationally renowned, publicly-listed Pinyue Group’s hotel brand. In all of Hua Country, there are only four such extravagant seven-star hotels, each located in a major city.
A black sedan stopped in front of Beiqi Hotel’s lobby entrance. Uniford staff imdiately approached, respectfully opening the rear door.
Jing Zhan stepped out first, smiling warmly as he extended a hand. "Sister Yu, we’ve arrived."
A slender, fair hand reached out from the car, placed itself into Jing Zhan’s palm.
Next, an elegant figure erged from the vehicle.
The young woman had a refined and stunning appearance, her deanor composed and graceful, like the gentle breeze of a sumr night—refreshing and captivating.
Following closely, a girl in yellow stepped out from behind her, rubbing her neck.
"After an entire day, I’m exhausted. All I want now is to go back and sleep."
Yu Ruohuan smiled and shook her head, "You really should exercise more. You can’t keep this up forever."
"Spare ! I don’t have the Yu family’s robust genes like you all. This is already my limit."
Jing Huan exited from the front passenger seat, diligently carrying their bags.
Just then, another car arrived, and two n dressed in black stepped out of it. Their faces were well-defined, their aura sharp and imposing—it was clear they weren’t to be trifled with.
From the mont they alighted, their eyes remained fixed on Yu Ruohuan, subtly scanning their surroundings to ensure safety.
A taxi pulled up not far away, and a woman stepped out briskly, heading directly toward them.
The n squinted slightly, exchanging glances.
Positioning themselves discreetly, they flanked Yu Ruohuan, shielding her in the center.
The woman hurriedly passed by without even glancing at Yu Ruohuan’s group, striding straight into the hotel.
Both n exhaled in relief.
Jing Zhan stared at the woman’s back. "Why do I feel I’ve seen her sowhere before?"
Yu Ruohuan glanced briefly before withdrawing her gaze, entering the hotel lobby alongside Wen Wan.
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