In front of the bigger picture, Lun Lamei was a mere ant in Suizi's eyes, not worth a penny.
Hatching plans against former enemies was far less important than propelling the growth of the industry.
Suizi momentarily set aside her thoughts of Lamei, openly revealing her identity.
"I am the Director of the night school. If you're willing to come, I would love to facilitate the process. It won't take much of your time."
"The night school…Does it offer Chemistry classes?"
"Not at the moment—but it definitely will in the future! You could teach Mathematics for now."
"I'm not interested."
"Teacher Su, render yourself flexible as trees move when dead and men move when alive. Let's make a transition for now. I will definitely find a way to recommend you to a better school. Your talent should shine out there instead of being wasted at home—you're practically playing the lute for cows."
At her last sentence, Suizi glanced pointedly at Lamei.
