Two minutes later, Lin Yu returned with a pained expression, tossing the penalty ticket onto Lan Chu's desk. Though not a miser, witnessing his money vanish into thin air stung deeply. Disregarding money didn't equate to absolute indifference.
"Sign the contract," Lan Chu briskly tossed over two contracts.
Without thoroughly reading any preceding clauses, Lin Yu could tell it was mere rhetoric, including school regulations and instructions. Flipping through, he finally stumbled upon the content he sought. His excitement quickly turned into rage. "Are you kidding me? Asking me to be a dorm teacher? Fine, but a mere 1,250 yuan per month? Even a day laborer doesn't come this cheap!"
He was on the verge of madness. Was this a farce? He'd just paid a fine of 1,500 yuan and now was expected to contribute an additional 250 yuan per month? It felt like he was being toyed with by this crazy woman, turning him into a fool.
"The remuneration for a dorm teacher. If you're unwilling, don't take it. Just return the suit money," Lan Chu extended a radiant, jade-like hand before his eyes.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Yu dropped the contract on the table, regaining composure. He picked up the penalty ticket and headed to the finance office.
He didn't wish to waste another word on this slightly neurotic woman. His only thought now was to reclaim the money he was unjustly penalized and leave this abnormal school.
Regarding the suit, he planned to buy a new one outside, then throw it back at Lan Chu. Whether she wanted it or not was her business; he had no intention of returning the money. Continuing this futile argument was driving him towards insanity.
"Are you leaving?" Lan Chu's eyes flickered briefly, asking in an indifferent manner.
"Of course, I don't have time to waste with a lunatic like you here," Lin Yu retorted, truly exasperated.
Feeling like an absolute idiot, he had, for no reason, been manipulated by a cold, alluring madwoman. He, a skilled individual hidden within the city, felt like a complete fool.
"Actually, I think you should continue reading the contract," Lan Chu lifted the contract, lightly swaying it behind him.
"Are you playing games with me again?" Lin Yu's patience waned. If it weren't for her assistance the previous day, he'd genuinely consider throttling her and pinning her to the table.
Hmm, where to start? Lin Yu pondered. Striking the face would be a waste. Striking the chest… no, he refused to grant this woman a free breast augmentation. Yes, the buttocks would be ideal—fleshy and resilient enough to cause pain without causing harm. Considering her figure, it would likely feel quite pleasant hitting her there.
Lin Yu had made up his mind. If she dared to toy with him again, he didn't mind giving her a sound spanking.
"I am not playing with you. It's just your preconceived notions," Lan Chu lightly smiled, tossing the contract with two delicate jade-like fingers, and it flew out of the open window.
Lin Yu hesitated for a moment but reached out and grabbed the paper contract. He scrutinized it and, to his surprise, spotted a clause: "One-month probation, daily bonus of 1,000 yuan. Upon successful completion, a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan, with quarterly and year-end bonuses, enjoying equal status as other teaching staff."
"Ah?" Lin Yu was once again dumbfounded.
He couldn't help but feel foolish. A dorm teacher getting such high bonuses? Wasn't this completely absurd? And bonuses at the end of each quarter and year?
Lifting his head, he stared intensely at her. Rolling the contract into a paper tube, he clapped it twice in his palm. "Are you joking?"
"What do you think?" Lan Chu raised her delicate eyebrows. Lin Yu felt she was being too coquettish, almost provoking him—although he knew it was merely her habitual gesture, it led him to thoughts he shouldn't have had.
"I think..." Lin Yu scratched his chin, unsure of what to say.
"Agree to sign or leave. Is it amusing to act like a mother hen?" Lan Chu's tone grew more insistent.
"Fine, I'll sign it. However, I have one condition: the salary should be paid daily during the probation period. At least, that's how it is during the trial period," Lin Yu knew his demand was a bit excessive, but this peculiar contract left him no choice but to be cautious. Blushing slightly, he emphasized, "Please note, this isn't about money; it's because I don't want to be played for a fool by you again."
"Okay," Lan Chu said calmly, typing on her computer, amending the contract. The sound of her fingers swiftly tapping on the keyboard was quite pleasant.
"Do you have any other requests?" Lan Chu asked while typing.
"You can't keep the money for the suit or use it to threaten me," Lin Yu boldly reiterated.
"Understood," Lan Chu clicked the mouse, and the laser printer began to churn out paper.
"You have to refund the fine from earlier since I wasn't an official employee at that time," Lin Yu boldly pushed further.
"Understood," Lan Chu responded immediately. After a while, the lady from the finance office, sporting black-framed glasses, walked in and handed Lin Yu a stack of money while retrieving the penalty ticket.
Lin Yu hastily counted it. Not more, not less, precisely 1,500 yuan. A feeling of recovery after loss surged within him, yet it was followed by a stronger sense of curiosity and bewilderment.
This woman, displaying a peculiar blend of dominance and subservience, was absurdly unpredictable. Lin Yu hadn't figured out what she was truly thinking yet.
"Sign the contract," Lan Chu handed over the newly printed document. This time, Lin Yu thoroughly scrutinized it from start to finish.
Indeed, similar to before, there was a clause added, ensuring daily pay for work.
Lin Yu grew increasingly confused. From the moment he entered Lan Chu's office, everything seemed unreliable. Why was there an indescribable air of strangeness at every turn? It felt as though he had fallen into a trap, a plot that was eluding his understanding.