Chapter 407 Construction is well underway
On the way back to CUHK from SJTU, Ma Haijun was driving and Chen was sitting in the passenger seat.
Song Shiwei, Zhao Yuanyuan and Cong Ni were sitting in the spacious back seat of the S600.
When approaching the school gate, Ma Haijun slowed down the car on his own initiative. He knew that the young boss was relatively low-key and didn't like to show off everywhere.
Sure enough, when the plaque of "National Sun Yat-sen University" appeared faintly not far away, Ma Haijun heard Chen Zhuo say, "Stay by the roadside, we will walk back to the school by ourselves."
It was already around 10: in the evening. The drizzle during the day had stopped and there was a layer of moist coolness in the air.
After getting off the car, I let out a breath and felt my trachea filled with the freshness and coolness that is common after the rain. All the fatigue from a busy day was instantly forgotten.
There aren't many students at the school gate at this time. Occasionally there are two or three groups of students who may be coming back from dinner outside.
The noise of friends chatting and playing seemed a bit out of place in the quiet night, but it also added a lot of youthful atmosphere.
After Chen Zhe and the others got off the bus, originally the four of them were walking together. However, as they walked a little further, the situation gradually changed to Yuanyuan and Congni being in front, while Chen Zhe and Song Shiwei were slightly behind.
We are all adults, and we all have the tacit understanding to leave space for lovers.
The school was filled with white fog. The teaching building stood tall in the fog, like endless distant mountains. The smooth horizontal surface of the small depression at the feet reflected the gray sky and the green leaves that had already quietly plucked out.
When Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei were together, he always talked more, while Sister Sweet preferred to listen quietly.
Occasionally she would explain her own views, and even if there were slight differences of opinion, she would not argue, but would just lightly frown her slender and soft eyebrows and think about the meaning of the words.
Chen took two steps and was about to speak as usual when he was suddenly interrupted by a cell phone ring.
Song Shiwei's call.
Chen was wise enough to shut his mouth.
But Song Shiwei didn't think of avoiding it deliberately.
After the call was connected, an unquestionable question came from the other end of the receiver: "Why didn't you answer the first call?"
"It turns out to be Professor Lu."
Chen thought to himself.
Song Shiwei's family has a habit. At 10:, Lu Man will call to confirm whether her daughter is in the dormitory.
So much so that every time Chen Zhuo was with School Beauty Song, he would subconsciously think about this time point.
"It was not convenient to talk in the car just now."
Song Shiwei replied in a faint voice, his face calm under the street light, like the surface of a lake covered with the first snow in winter, revealing a cold porcelain white.
"In the car?"
Professor Lu's tone suddenly rose: "You're not in school? Where did you go?"
"A classmate's milk tea shop opened today, so we went over to take a look. We didn't realize it was so late."
Song Shiwei explained.
"Milk tea shop? Do you know what time it is now? Who is that classmate? And what car are you in? What's the license plate number..."
Professor Lu was obviously well aware of how "unsafe" his daughter's appearance was.
Even though the security in Guangzhou is actually very good, when Professor Lu heard that someone was still outside so late, he jumped like a cat stepping on its tail.
Judging from her expression, she seemed to be planning to rush to her daughter's side immediately.
Song Shiwei glanced at someone who was deliberately lagging behind. His figure was following him closely, so he lowered his eyes and said, "Chen Zhe is here today too."
"Oh……"
The impatient voice on the other end of the phone suddenly quieted down.
"Chen Zhe... cough... even if he was here, he couldn't come back so late. It's hard to get a taxi at this time."
Professor Lu muttered vaguely, as if blaming Chen for not taking his daughter back to school earlier, but the worry in his tone was no longer there.
The campus was very quiet late at night, except for Zhao Yuanyuan and Cong Ni whispering in front, and the occasional croaking of frogs after the rain.
Therefore, the sudden change in Professor Lu's tone in the receiver was clearly heard by Chen Zhe.
Chen grinned. Even though Professor Lu looked down on her, she felt at ease being able to be with Sister Sweet at this moment.
Besides, she didn't even know she had bought the car.
Mercedes-Benz S600, the license plate is a rare leopard number, and there is a driver.
"Remember to ask Chen Zhuo to take you to the dormitory building, and call me when you get back."
Since his daughter's safety was not a problem, Professor Lu did not even think about saying hello to Chen Zhe. He just hung up the phone after giving him some advice.
Song Shiwei also put away her phone. She didn't pay attention to this episode at first, but she heard Chen Zhuo teasing behind her: "Aunt Lu, if you are worried, I can accompany you all night."
This is a bit ambiguous.
The evening breeze was blowing with a "whoosh" sound, but it was not cold nor strong. It just stirred up a layer of shallow ripples on the dark East Lake.
Song Shiwei ignored the teasing.
It was as if he didn't hear it, but he wasn't angry either. Others might say this kind of joke is not allowed, but there was nothing wrong with Chen.
His identity is "boyfriend".
However, in school, Chen Zhe usually only takes advantage of others verbally, and his behavior is relatively well-behaved, otherwise the "friendship" may not be explained.
"By the way, did you know that Da Huang and Xiao Mou failed to get back together?"
Chen started to inquire about the serious matters.
Song Shiwei's long eyelashes trembled in confusion, as if she was a little confused about this question.
After a long while, she replied: "It was before the New Year."
"Okay~"
Chen sighed, everyone knew about it, and he felt like a fool.
It cannot be said that I was kept in the dark, but after misunderstanding something somewhere, I have been stuck in directional thinking.
"It's a pity."
Chen Zhuo sighed and said, "Judging from Xiaomu's performance today, he should still have feelings for her."
"I do not know."
Song Shiwei raised his head, his clear eyes like flowing glacier water: "But Jiawen said that she doesn't want to have any contact anymore."
Sweet sister has never been in a relationship. She may be influenced by her father in finance and investment. In addition, she majored in this field in college, so she may see things more clearly than her peers.
But when it comes to feelings, Song Shiwei is at the level of an elementary school student. How could she tell that Mou Jiawen's words might not be entirely sincere?
"If you don't want to contact me, then don't contact me,"
Chen Zhuo also felt that everything was too confusing and he couldn't find any clues at all, so he walked back to the dormitory silently. When he passed by a group of banyan trees near Xiyuan, he saw drops of water condensing on the drooping branches.
"Tick tock~, tick tock~"
Transparent water drops kept falling.
When I saw another drop falling, right on the spot, about to hit Sister Sweet.
Chen caught it quickly.
"Are you touched?"
Chen spread out his palms.
Song Shiwei was a little confused at first, but when she saw Chen's wet palms, she immediately realized that her boyfriend was "protecting" her.
"Um……"
Song Shiwei was just about to express his gratitude, but Chen bent his index finger and "whoosh" the water stains were flicked over.
Song Shiwei was unable to dodge and was completely unprepared. He only felt his skin become cold, and then a damp and cool feeling clung to it.
When I opened my eyes again, I was greeted by Chen's mischievous smile.
The gentle image of "caring boyfriend" that Song Shiwei had just formed in her mind turned into "Can a boy like Chen Zhe be naughty?"
As expected, Song Shiwei did not get angry. He wiped his face with the cuff of his sweater and continued walking towards the dormitory with a calm expression.
But as she walked, she stopped abruptly.
Chen Zhuo was immersed in the joy of a successful prank and stopped without knowing why.
"what happened?"
Chen asked.
Song Shiwei didn't answer. After a few seconds, Chen Zhuo suddenly felt a chill on his spine.
It turned out to be a drop of water, dripping directly into her open collar. Her sensitive and warm back was like a red-hot iron block that was suddenly splashed with cold water, and she shivered uncontrollably.
At this time, Song Shiwei started walking towards the dormitory again.
Chen was stunned for a moment, then chased after him and asked, "Did you do this on purpose?"
Sweet sister still didn't answer, but quickened her pace. Under the light of the dormitory building in front, Chen Zhe clearly saw a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.
Like broken glass in water, it looks cold and clear, but with a gentle touch it will ripple out into sparkling water.
"You did it on purpose!"
Chen Zhuo was finally sure this time.
Who said that the school beauty of Zhizhong is a wooden beauty who doesn’t understand romance?
It’s just that she has never met a boy worthy of her attention before.
When they arrived at the dormitory building entrance, the three girls went up together. Song Shiwei's steps were still light and the smile in the corner of her eyes was still so obvious.
Apparently, today was going to be an interesting day for her as well.
Chen was walking along the avenue back to the boys' dormitory. On the way, he received a call from Huang Baihan.
"Chenzhe!"
Huang Baihan's voice was filled with a kind of heroic spirit, and there were also some voices of "Mr. Huang, Mr. Huang" around him.
Most of them are jokes, but there are also some half-hearted flattery.
A freshman could earn nearly ten thousand yuan a day, which was still very scary in 2008.
But to Chen Zhe's ears, it sounded inexplicably harsh.
Although Chen Zhuo didn't know the reason.
Perhaps it was because Xiao Mou’s lonely back as he walked back to the dormitory on the campus of Huazhong University of Science and Technology just now seemed too desolate compared to Huang Baihan’s current revelry.
"what happened?"
But on the surface, Chen still asked gently, he would not show his inner emotions completely on his face.
"It's a shame you didn't come to celebrate with us."
Huang Baihan said loudly: "Everyone is having so much fun, but I always feel like I'm missing a friend who can share my success."
"success?"
Chen Zhuo couldn't help but chuckle. This word was really inappropriate here.
"Isn't Wang Changhua here too?"
Chen asked.
"He was drinking with my roommate."
Huang Baihan couldn't hide his pride. "Besides, Wang Changhua doesn't know how to do business, so there's no point in talking to him. Has Miss Song returned to the dormitory? If she has, do you want to come over again?"
"No, we just got off the bus."
Chen Zhuo rejected Huang Baihan's invitation with a lie.
"That's it."
Huang Baihan felt a little regretful, and then thought of another thing: "Yu Xian will also come to Huagong tomorrow, and I plan to ask her to help distribute flyers. Do you think this will become another selling point? After all, Royal Tea can hire two campus beauties."
"Oh, then you have to invite them yourself."
Chen replied indifferently.
"Yu Xian will definitely agree. This is what I'm thinking. First, I'll ask Dean Liu to take over the stall on the playground..."
Huang Baihan didn't notice the coldness in Chen Zhuo's tone at all. He was still talking enthusiastically about the future development direction of Royal Tea.
"…I have something else to do later."
Huang Baihan was choked by Chen's sudden interruption.
He was stunned for a moment, then said awkwardly: "Then you go ahead and get busy. Today is the first day of business. Do you have any good suggestions or additions?"
Chen shook his head: "I don't have much advice."
"Please tell me a little more. This is not just my milk tea shop."
Huang Baihan kept asking relentlessly, as if in his mind he was determined to distribute the shares to Chen even without his consent.
However, Chen Zhuo was not interested in these. He said gently and coldly: "Really not. If you insist on saying a few words..."
"New year, new semester, new atmosphere, I wish you a good start."
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(I wish you all good luck in your work, career advancement, and academic success!)
(End of this chapter)
