Vice Principal Ning was also very surprised, surprised by Wang Bo's actions and even more by Lin Feng's reaction. If just now, he had wanted to help this young man, it was mainly because he had resolved the awkward situation earlier, and at Vice Principal Ning's level, a simple word could benefit this young fellow, so he had said that sentence.
But at this moment, he truly was taken aback, his gaze involuntarily fell on the notebook in Wang Bo's hand. What on earth was written in there?
Wang Bo's enterprise had tremendous development potential, five percent of the shares were currently worth fifty million, but in the future, they could be worth hundreds of millions or even more. If listed, worth several hundred million was possible, and yet, this young man had just rejected it.
It was only now that he truly began to scrutinize the young man before him and noticed he had an indescribable air about him, that calm and composed demeanor, as if completely isolated from the noisy world. What a strange young man.
This feeling, he had only faintly sensed it in the old principal and a few friends of his. But they had all reached their peak and, with age, achieved a certain level of realm before they could feel this way. How could this young man give off such an impression? It was utterly inconceivable.
"So..." Wang Bo hesitated for a moment, took out a business card and said, "This is my business card. Our company welcomes you to join us at any time. As for the rest... I will contact you later."
Wang Bo now really wanted to rush back and get the lab to research this thing, to see what its value was, so he didn't say much more at that moment.
"Alright, I'll take the business card." Lin Feng, seeing Wang Bo's gesture, felt somewhat favorable towards him and extended his hand to accept the business card.
After handing over the business card to Lin Feng, Wang Bo didn't even bother to greet Vice Principal Ning and turned to leave in a hurry.
"Brother Lin... you... you should hurry up and follow him! Professor Wang's enterprise... it's worth ten billion!" Qian Xiaomao had been stunned just now, forgetting everything. Now coming to his senses, he hastily tugged on Lin Feng's clothes to remind him to catch up.
He thought Lin Feng was unaware of Wang Bo's situation, so he specifically pointed it out.
"The school is quite nice," Lin Feng said with a faint smile, not bothering to explain too much. If he wanted to make money, there were too many ways to do it, but he rather liked his current life, which wasn't something he could find just by looking.
The school is good, my ass!!
Zhao Jian, standing by, was about to go insane. This kid must be f****** doing this to piss people off; maybe he would secretly be crying and begging to find Wang Bo later.
He really thinks he's a Saint.
"Alright, go do whatever you need to do. Lin Feng, come visit me when you have time," Vice Principal Ning, after all, was a university chancellor. Although shocked, he remained composed and told everyone to disperse. However, he made a mental note to find a chance to ask Wang Bo about it and to look into this Lin Feng.
With Vice Principal Ning's words, there was no reason for everyone to stay any longer. Chen Yun personally saw Vice Principal Ning out. His heart was a mixture of feelings, not knowing how to express himself.
This Lin Feng was truly not an ordinary person, but had ended up in his department. His small pond of a Logistics Department couldn't possibly contain a real dragon. It looked like he would have to be more careful in the future.
"You two, come with me back to the office. We need to summarize today's events, we have to..." Zhao Jian was both angry and irritated, filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred. He thought to himself, kid, you try to act noble, tonight I'll have a meeting until late, and see how you find an opportunity to meet Wang Bo. If you miss this neurotic moment of Wang Bo's, you'll cry to death.
Bet you'll regret putting on airs then.
...
While Zhao Jian was contemplating how to properly give Lin Feng a hard time, Lin Feng's phone rang.
"Hello!"
"Ha... Lin Feng, it's Ding Yi. We haven't played chess in a long while. Come over and play a couple of rounds with me," came Ding Yi's hearty laughter from the other end of the phone.
"Oh, I got it. I'll come after work," Lin Feng replied.
"What after work? Just come over now, I'll cover for you. It's really urgent here," he urged.
"Why are you dawdling, talking on the phone during work hours? Do you think this is your home? Hurry up and come with me back to the office. You have no sense of collective honor. Do you think that completing the task was solely your achievement? Without me sending you, without my command and control, could you have been so distinguished in front of the Vice Principal? You seem to have no awareness of being part of a collective..." Zhao Jian, who had already been bottling up his frustration, finally found an opportunity to burst out, spewing his envy, extreme feelings, and hatred, berating Lin Feng while he was on the call.
"Oh, I got it." Lin Feng hadn't intended to go right away because he could sense the urgency mixed with excitement in Ding Yi's tone, not the tone of someone who had an actual emergency.
"I need to leave for a bit." Zhao Jian kept grumbling to himself, but Lin Feng couldn't be bothered with him. Face is given by others, but respect is lost by oneself, so after hanging up the phone without waiting for Zhao Jian's permission or agreement, or even caring whether he'd get it, Lin Feng just turned and left.
Zhao Jian was suddenly bewildered, huh?
I haven't agreed yet; how could he just walk... walk away...
He's really not taking me, the department head, seriously. Does he really think he can just cling to the Vice Principal and everything will be fine? The Vice Principal will probably forget who he is as soon as he turns around. This detestable kid, doesn't he know to respect his leadership!
I'm so angry, alright, just you wait, boy. Let's see how I'll deal with you when I get the chance.
Right now, Zhao Jian was utterly frustrated. He realized that his understanding of Lin Feng was like drawing a circle; the larger the circle grew, the less he knew about Lin Feng.
He thought Lin Feng was just a small fry, someone he could easily push around and make cry for his parents, someone who would be so embarrassed that they'd have no choice but to leave with their tail between their legs. But, unexpectedly, Lin Feng seemed to know and be able to do everything, like the tasks he'd been assigned before that were meant to be a setback for Lin Feng. Yet to his surprise, Lin Feng handled them with flying colors, his plans to make life difficult for Lin Feng foiled time and again. Instead of that, Lin Feng emerged even more prominent, completely contrary to Zhao Jian's original intentions. It was really unbearable. But Lin Feng had left, and Zhao Jian, wanting to rage, had no outlet but had to take Qian Xiaomao back to the office for tea to cool his irritation.
When he nearly reached the park, Lin Feng noticed something. A tall person was discussing something with the director of the school's Academic Affairs Office. As he passed by, Lin Feng saw that it was the tall student from the French department class— the guy who had told him to go back to his seat—talking with the director.
"Director, please let me go this time. I hardly ever ask for leave, but I really have something urgent now," the student pleaded softly.
"Li Yong, you don't have to beg like that, begging won't help. Tell me, how many times have you caused trouble since you've been here? And now you have the nerve to ask me for leave," the director said sternly.
"But, Director, this time it's really different. Please, just agree this once..." the student continued to plead.
...
Passing by, Lin Feng, after hearing their conversation, shook his head and thought to himself, asking for a leave shouldn't be this hard, pushing a student to such a state. What was his name again... oh, right, Li Yong. Anyway, it's none of my business. He went straight toward the garden, heading to Ding Yi's villa...
Ding Yi was very happy this morning, not for any particular reason, except that his two old friends of several decades had both come to visit him. This was a rare occasion. It was usually tough to see either one, and today they had both turned up at his place. How could Ding Yi not be elated?
"How come you two old buddies have the time to visit me? You honor my humble home," Ding Yi said, overjoyed to see them, unable to stop smiling.
"Heh, Leng Hui and I got in touch today and thought it's been a long time since we all gathered. After a quick chat, we decided to come over to your place," an old man in a black Tang suit said.
"No wonder, haha, but it's really great you came. It's been years since we last met, isn't it? I can never find you two; you're too busy. Only I can be considered to have some leisure time."
"Exactly, you're the one who has it easy. I'm tired of attending meetings all the time; it's utterly annoying. But there's no escape from it, no such thing as retirement for me. How can I live as carefree as you?" Leng Hui said helplessly.
"Who can be as lucky as you, with a genius granddaughter taking care of the school, allowing you to enjoy a worry-free retirement? You know how it is with my lot; not one of them is reliable, no pillar to bear the weight, so I, this old coot, have to keep things steady. Our Xiao Duo is capable too, but in the end, she's a girl, which is really ******ing frustrating..." Qian Rong didn't feel the need to hide his irritation in front of Ding Yi and Leng Hui.
"Let's not talk about those unhappy things. Oh right, I have some good news to tell you two, hahahaha..." Ding Yi couldn't help but laugh heartily at the thought of Lin Feng.
"What's got you this happy?" Leng Hui looked at Ding Yi in surprise. They had been brothers for many years, and he knew Ding Yi's temperament well; even making billions wouldn't make him this gleeful.
"Spit it out, what's with the mystery?" Qian Rong was feeling down, but he was also a bit curious about what could make him so joyful.
"Haha, my precious grandson-in-law is here! Hahaha..." Seeing the looks on his two old friends' faces, Ding Yi couldn't help feeling a sense of pride. Compared to their granddaughters, his was truly impressive. Having Lin Feng as a grandson-in-law really brought him honor.
"What? You ****** when did you get a grandson-in-law? And he's here? Where is he, what do you mean?" Qian Rong raised an eyebrow, scoffing at Ding Yi.
"Huh?? Are you talking about that matter from years ago??" Leng Hui, quick on the uptake, suddenly remembered an incident from the past concerning Ding Wan'er's arranged marriage.
"Yep, exactly that. A few days ago, a young man came to see me with the letter from the elders," Ding Yi nodded repeatedly.
"What, what are you two talking about? I don't understand," Qian Rong was a bit confused. Why did Leng Hui know something that he didn't?
"Have you forgotten? When Wan'er was born, wasn't there a marriage contract set up?" Leng Hui looked at his outspoken brother, feeling exasperated. They were almost ready for the grave, yet he was still like this.