Early in the morning, Zhao Yan woke up feeling handsome again.
Zhang Yuan, Chen Mao, and Liu Qiang, the three rascals, were already getting ready. It was Monday, and they had classes in the morning.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" Zhao Yan grabbed his phone to check the time and quickly got out of bed.
Liu Qiang, toothbrush in his mouth, smirked, "Old Zhao, you're a bit crazy. You should find a woman for this kind of thing, not focus on us. Bros before hoes, you know!"
"Yeah, you're going too far, making us do this kind of thing," Zhang Yuan nodded in agreement.
Chen Mao added, "If you insist on making me do this, bro, we'll settle the score... for a price."
They seemed to say nothing at all.
But the wheels of fate had already rolled over them.
"D*mn, you can drive on this crappy road, not afraid of flipping over," Zhao Yan muttered as he got dressed.
Liu Qiang, holding the toothbrush cup, sounded like a poet, "Someone once said, 'There are no roads in the world, but as you drive, roads are made. It's not that the road is bad, it's that the driving skills are lacking.'"
"Did that person also mention that driving too much leads to fatigue and is bad for health?" Zhao Yan quipped.
Chen Mao laughed, "Well, it depends on the condition of the car. If it's a good car, I'll feel energized."
"Oh sh*t, guys, we're late!" Liu Qiang suddenly exclaimed, foaming at the mouth as he dashed out.
Chen Mao and Zhang Yuan quickly finished washing their faces and followed suit, "We're really going to be late!"
They weren't panicking without reason; it was mainly because the first class was with Chen Yurou, and so far, no one in the class dared to be absent from her class.
The counselor didn't have to teach originally, but last semester the school happened to lack a teacher, and Chen Yurou happened to have the right expertise, so she voluntarily took on the role.
"D*mn it! You bunch of bastards, no loyalty!"
Zhao Yan cursed as he hastily put on his pants. He was feeling a bit energetic in the morning, so even though he bought the largest size underwear, it still wasn't easy to put on. That was his dilemma as a person.
Sometimes he really envied Zhang Yuan and the others, who could easily pull up their pants.
Wait a minute!
He suddenly realized something.
Since they were already late, what's the point of rushing? Besides, Chen Yurou was into him; she was his little fangirl. So, being favored, he felt confident.
With this in mind, Zhao Yan leisurely dressed and washed up, humming a tune.
In their third year, Class Three of the Finance Department, Zhang Yuan and the others hurriedly left Zhao Yan behind and rushed off, but they were still a step late.
Chen Yurou stopped teaching, looking coldly at the three at the door, "I haven't finished class yet. Why are you three here so early? And where's Zhao Yan?"
She tied her hair into a ponytail, wearing a white shirt matched with a black step skirt and black high heels. With her exceptional height and striking figure, her stern and intimidating face made people reluctant to meet her gaze.
"Teacher Chen, Zhao Yan is still getting ready," Zhang Yuan quickly replied, thinking that having a bottom performer among them might make Chen Yurou go easy on them.
Sorry, old Zhao, it's a necessary sacrifice to save the rest of us.
Chen Mao and Liu Qiang also silently mourned Zhao Yan in their hearts, holding an unspoken funeral for him.
The whole class observed a moment of silence for Zhao Yan.
Chen Yurou snorted coldly, "Look at Zhao Yan, even though he's late, he still knows to tidy up before coming. That's called caring about personal image! And look at you three, not even bothering to wipe the foam from your mouths. Is this how contemporary university students should behave?"
Zhang Yuan: ∑(✘Д✘๑)！
Chen Mao: =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇)！！
Liu Qiang: ∑(°Д°ノ)ノ！！！
What kind of logic is this?
The double standard is too obvious!
"Why are you late," Chen Yurou asked.
The three exchanged glances, and finally, Liu Qiang honestly replied, "We overslept."
"It must be because you stayed up late playing games again, look at yourselves, is this how you repay your parents' hard-earned tuition? Do you really think going to university is just for fun?" Chen Yurou was genuinely angry.
The three of them were like eggplants hit by frost, hanging their heads silently enduring the scolding, not daring to even utter a word.
"Why aren't you going in?"
At that moment, Zhao Yan also arrived, walking over calmly and asking the three.
The three kept signaling him with their eyes, 'Bro, we're in deep trouble, and you're still taking your sweet time.'
"Zhao Yan, why are you late?" Chen Yurou's gaze softened considerably when she looked at Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan was also very honest, "Overslept."
"It must be because you stayed up late studying too late, you must pay attention to balancing work and rest, don't wear yourself out, come in." Chen Yurou advised with concern.
Zhao Yan responded casually, "Got it."
Then he squeezed past Zhang Yuan and the others, yawning, and walked into the classroom, finding an empty seat casually.
Zhang Yuan, Liu Qiang, and Chen Mao all stared dumbfoundedly at this scene, their heads buzzing.
Why is it that when we oversleep, it's because we stayed up late playing games, but when he does it, it's because he stayed up late studying!
Blatant double standards!
Is this fair at all?
"Oh, since you woke up late, you probably haven't had breakfast yet, come to my office after class, I have milk there," Chen Yurou said to Zhao Yan again.
Watching this blatant double standard unfold.
Everyone was thrown into disarray by the situation.
Zhang Yuan and the others were already feeling sour, unable to help but say, "Teacher Chen, we haven't eaten either."
"Oh, serves you right," Chen Yurou rolled her eyes directly, "Who told you to wake up so late."
The three of them: "............"
Even though it was midsummer in July, they felt as if their hearts were as cold as ice, their noses tingling, feeling like crying.
"Why are you still standing there, come in," Chen Yurou let them off the hook because of Zhao Yan.
When she looked up and found that all the students were staring blankly at her, she realized that she had been too obvious in her favoritism towards Zhao Yan, a blush of embarrassment creeping onto her pretty face.
Everyone: (°Д°≡°Д°)！！！
Now they were even more shocked, even if they were blind, they could see that Chen Yurou had a crush on Zhao Yan.
The Ice Queen falls for the mysterious student.
Is this a plot from a novel?
This class was destined to have a strange atmosphere.
...
While Zhao Yan was teaching, his future brother-in-law Chen Han also arrived at the company early in the morning.
He didn't come to work; he just came to check if Zhao Yan had caused any trouble for his company.
After checking, he had to rush to the airport.
Since he didn't know the exact time his wife would arrive today, he had to go to the airport early to wait, ready to explain and apologize to his wife at the first opportunity.
If it weren't for having to spend the whole day waiting at the airport for his wife, he would have stormed into the school and strangled that scoundrel Zhao Yan long ago (ꐦ°᷄д°᷅)!
"Good morning, Director Chen." "Good morning, Director Chen."
Entering the company, employees greeted Chen Han one after another, and he sighed in relief; it seemed nothing had gone wrong with the company.
"Ask Secretary Xu to come to my office." Chen Han glanced at his watch; it was still early, so he casually told a busy male assistant.
Zhao Yan had slept with Xu Xue, so he needed to get Xu Xue's testimony in advance to smooth things over with his wife later.
As for firing Xu Xue, it was impossible; her work capability was outstanding, and he couldn't bear to let her go.
He couldn't help but think about visiting Zhao Yan; the guy enjoyed himself, and Chen Han had to clean up the mess.
Damn, this time, he really encountered a dog!
The male assistant looked puzzled at him, "Director Chen, Secretary Xu is no longer in the company; she took a group of people with her. You approved it, right?"
"What! Where did they go?" Hearing that Xu Xue was no longer there and took a group of people, Chen Han suddenly had a bad feeling.
The male assistant continued to look puzzled, "They went to Changhong Trading; didn't Zhao Young Master ask you to help him take over Changhong? The contract was drafted by me at the time."
Chen Han: "............"
"Zhao Yan! I'll be damned!!"
Chen Han's fragile heart collapsed once again.
Taking over Changhong Trading using my connections is one thing, taking Xu Xue away is another, and taking away so many key employees, please have some humanity!
You're even more dog-like than my dog at home!
Wait a minute,
I didn't see the dog at home last night.
Damn, it wasn't taken away too, right?!
Chen Han has never been so heartbroken, not even in his first heartbreak. Now he's devastated by another man.
Perhaps this is,