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Jin Zhao suddenly didn’t want to talk to him.
Why was she constantly being slapped in the face by Wei Ting every day? When would the tables turn, and she could slap Wei Ting in the face?
“Then I did indeed have poor judgment before. After Mr. Wei’s lecture today, I have deeply understood that Wei Corporation is the best choice for ambitious and capable job seekers.”
Wei Ting nodded slightly, the corners of his lips rising.
“It seems you listened attentively.”
Jin Zhao: …Nonsense, her phone was confiscated; what else could she do besides listen to the lecture? Admire his face?
Well… that wasn’t bad either.
She had noticed it in the auditorium. Wei Ting’s attire today was different from his usual office wear.
He wore rimless glasses on his high nose bridge, making him look refined and abstinent. The slightly reflective lenses gave his gaze a cold and rational look. When he thought, his thin lips were pursed, exuding a sense of detachment.
Maybe to better fit the image of a professor?
No wonder he charmed everyone.
Jin Zhao looked down at the posts on her phone and suddenly chuckled.
Under the post digging into Wei Ting’s car, someone said, “It’s just so-so. A student at the school has an even better car.”
“Who is it? I haven’t heard of it before.”
“Design department, the one who showed off in a luxury car on the first day of school.”
Jin Zhao guessed it was herself. The cars she usually drove were either Wei Ting’s or secretly taken from Wei Ting’s garage.
As a result, she used Wei Ting’s own car to surpass Wei Ting himself today. She wondered if he would be furious if he knew.
“No taste,” she mumbled softly. Wei Ting’s car, even the accessories, were custom-made, costing many times the original price.
“Who are you talking about again?”
“Some bored netizens,” Jin Zhao casually replied. She couldn’t let Wei Ting know about the Jingda forum; otherwise, she wouldn’t have anywhere to read his fan fiction in the future.
“Honey, if I really join Wei Corporation, will you target me?” Jin Zhao suddenly remembered something serious and asked earnestly.
“For example?”
Wei Ting felt her words were childish. He had always been someone who separated public and private matters, otherwise, he wouldn’t have worked with Wei Sheng at the company for so many years.
Jin Zhao counted on her fingers, slowly saying, “For example, frequently calling me to the office to scold me, not promoting me because you’re afraid of scandalous news, secretly deducting my salary, rejecting my designs every time…”
Wei Ting’s eyes moved slightly, not knowing how she came up with so many workplace tactics.
“Do I look like a harsh boss?”
Jin Zhao recalled her innocent expression in class at Jingda. She pouted slightly.
“Hmm… why wouldn’t you?”
Wei Ting didn’t like to say much. Seeing her curious and worried look, he answered calmly.
“Wait until you get into Wei Corporation on your own merit.”
—
Tanyuan. Jin Zhao was still holding her phone, looking at the forum, almost all filled with photos of Wei Ting.
But one post was also quite eye-catching.
Jin Zhao opened the video. Some bored person had posted the video of her argument with Su Yi that day.
In the video, Su Yi spoke to her pitifully and apologized, making her look exceptionally arrogant. Someone had deliberately cut out the part where Su Yi bumped into her.
The comments were naturally one-sided.
“They’ve been rivals for a long time. This isn’t the first time Jin Zhao bullied Su Yi.”
“Isn’t this the White Moonlight little sister who was very popular online a while ago?”
Jin Zhao boredly scrolled through the comments. They were all NPCs, and this video spread quickly. Weibo also had some news.
It seemed like it was about to trend.
Jin Zhao wasn’t in a hurry. She could just get the surveillance video from Jingda tomorrow.
However, some comments became more excessive, and someone directly posted a photo of Lu Sichen.
“It’s a love triangle. Jin likes Lu, Lu likes Su. The Chengyi CP is in love. Let’s see the handsome photo of Lu, who is no worse than Mr. Wei.”
Chengyi was the CP name given to Su Yi and Lu Sichen by others; it’s the power of the main couple’s halo.
Normally, if someone has a boyfriend before debut, they would be attacked. But for the main couple, everyone immediately becomes a shipper.
Jin Zhao opened the photo, looking at that flamboyant face. How could he be compared with Wei Ting?
“Delete the picture, keep it far away.”
The person stubbornly replied, “Who are you? Your words are so harsh.”
“Mr. Wei’s fan. Using Lu Sichen to compare with my idol is an insult. Next time, I’ll still scold you.”
Zhang Sao stood beside her, cleaning the room while inquiring, “Miss, did you get closer to the master at school today? Didn’t you go to his class?”
Jin Zhao rolled over. “He was on stage, and I was off stage. How could we get closer? By exchanging glances?”
Zhang Sao looked unconvinced. “Really not? Usually, in a teacher-student relationship, they would call each other to the office to talk cautiously, or flirt on the stage, or secretly hold hands in the corridor…”
“Zhang Sao, don’t read those Mary Sue novels. I’ve heard you listening to audiobooks from the novel app several times.” Jin Zhao felt helpless.
“That cold-faced man, Wei Ting, wouldn’t scold me during class. He’s already being merciful. A teacher-student romance? Does he look like the kind of man who is good at flirting?”
He’s clearly a cold person.
“Also, what flirting? Zhang Sao, as an elder, be more serious and don’t make outrageous statements.”
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. Jin Zhao languidly responded.
“Come in.”
When Wei Ting came in, he saw Jin Zhao rolling around in bed.
Jing City was about to enter summer, and Tanyuan’s temperature was higher than outside. Jin Zhao was wearing a white camisole nightgown.
Because she had been rolling around, the hem of her dress had risen to her thighs, revealing a dazzling expanse of white skin.
Jin Zhao didn’t expect it was Wei Ting, and the room became awkward.
Zhang Sao had quietly hidden in the walk-in closet connected to the bedroom.
“Do you need something?” Jin Zhao pulled the blanket over herself.
Wei Ting lowered his eyes to the person on the bed, only showing a pair of eyes. His Adam’s apple bobbed. “Come to the study.”
“Oh, I’ll be there in a while.”
Jin Zhao’s mind was a little slow. She didn’t know if Wei Ting had heard Zhang Sao’s outrageous words at the door.
When she changed her clothes and arrived at the study, Wei Ting was sitting at the desk. Seeing her enter, he pushed a USB drive forward.
“What’s this?” Jin Zhao picked it up and looked at it. “Isn’t this the internal information for Wei Corporation’s recruitment? This isn’t good, is it?”
“Didn’t you say you wanted to rely on yourself?” Wei Ting didn’t know what she was thinking about every day, his eyes falling on the USB drive in her hand.
“This is a backup from the car’s dashcam that day. You can handle it yourself.”
Jin Zhao finally reacted. She didn’t need to ask Jingda for surveillance footage. She had said she wanted to put it on the big screen at the school entrance. Now it could really be done.
“Honey, you’re the perfect husband.” Jin Zhao approached Wei Ting, massaging his shoulders, and chattering, “You said you didn’t film it that day. You’re hard-mouthed but soft-hearted. I understand.”
Wei Ting cleared his throat, emphasizing, “I didn’t take it. It was Qin Zhuli who saw the news and sent the dashcam backup.”
“What news did Qin Zhuli see? He’s so busy, he’s still paying attention to the entertainment industry?” Jin Zhao didn’t believe it.
Wei Ting turned to look at her, saying slowly.
“Entertainment news? You’re using the name Jin Zhao to say you’re a fan of the CEO of Wei Corporation.”
“Does this count as entertainment news?”