Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting-Chapter 544 - 419: Huang Tingting, Real Name Cui Qiurong
After leaving Jiuling Mountain on the fourth day of the new year, they returned to the Yin Mansion.
They didn’t go back to the house in the city.
They stayed at the Yin Family for another two days. On the afternoon of the sixth day, Su Xiaomeng took the children to the airport, and Yin Shixiu arranged a private jet to take them back to London.
As for himself, he still needed to stay in Beijing for a while.
In the past, no matter how long they were apart, Su Xiaomeng never worried, but this time, even knowing that he would be in Beijing for only one or two weeks at most, she felt a pang of worry,
"Be well-behaved when you’re alone. Don’t start showing off as soon as some young girl comes up to you. Don’t think I don’t know that the spokesperson for your new product is the hottest young model right now. I really don’t get it. Why get a young model to endorse an electronic tech product? ...I’m leaving now."
"..."
Before leaving, the words Su Xiaomeng said to Yin Shixiu left Yin Shixiu flustered and confused.
The spokesperson for that electronic product was indeed the hottest young model at the moment, but this model was just a part-time professional; she was actually an e-sports player, attracting a lot of attention due to her outstanding looks and sharp gaming skills, which is why she was signed by a modeling agency.
With contemporaries racing to have this trending beauty endorse their product, who wouldn’t want her?
So, although Su Xiaomeng’s words were spoken carelessly, Yin Shixiu couldn’t help but feel uneasy,
After all, her words sounded like a joke, but in the past, Su Xiaomeng wouldn’t joke around in such an unsophisticated way with him.
Though he had doubts, he didn’t think deeply about them. Women... as they age and gain more experience, they tend to grow more suspicious and paranoiac.
Moreover, if he were to ponder over every word Su Xiaomeng said, life would just become too exhausting.
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After Su Xiaomeng and the kids returned to London, Xiaomeng went back to school and started catching up on the classes she had missed.
During this period, it was the Chinese New Year, so all the international Chinese students naturally wanted to return to the country to visit their relatives, but the only one brave enough to take leave and go back was Su Xiaomeng.
For Shen Dawei, who knew Su Xiaomeng’s identity, this was completely ordinary.
But for those who didn’t know, they still thought Su Xiaomeng was quite strange: so average in her studies, taking a week and a half off just like that.
Yet, the school showed no objection.
By school, it means the official school administration had no objections; the high-level school leadership all clearly knew Su Xiaomeng’s identity.
But this school administration didn’t include Dick.
When Xiaomeng, holding her textbooks and the class materials her classmates had saved for her in advance, ran to Dick’s office during the break, begging the teacher to give her a remedial class, Dick did show her a black face, although it was originally a black face.
"I have no time, figure it out yourself."
Su Xiaomeng felt like crying inside, but seeing Dick indeed seemed very busy, she couldn’t help but question Dick’s teacher ethics again.
If there were any other way, Xiaomeng surely wouldn’t come to trouble Dick.
However, language learning relies on talent first, practice second, and lastly, on guidance!
Xiaomeng didn’t give up. Seeing that Dick was really busy, she went to the cafeteria at noon, packed a beef burger meal, and then got herself a sandwich and some milk.
Heading back to Dick’s office, she quietly delivered the beef burger meal inside,
"Teacher, I bought your lunch, please hurry and finish your work."
Dick glanced up at her, rolled his eyes, and Su Xiaomeng dejectedly exited the office, not going far but just sitting on the floor outside the office, gnawing on her sandwich while working on her assignments.
If someone had told her two or three years ago that studying translation was fascinating,
She would have looked at that person as if they were an idiot.
The so-called fascination is not something felt by the likes of them, who are unlearned and always muddle through.
But now, as someone truly delves into a professional field, the more you study, the more you feel a boundless realm of the unknown awaiting your understanding and exploration.
It might, at this moment, truly be fascinating.
Xiaomeng has currently reached this stage, feeling that the major she chose, at Bath school, under the guidance of the teachers, she slowly uncovered a hint of interest.
Of course, her level is not only below but also a whole tier lower compared to other international students.
Others had long surpassed the stage of studying for fun; now they were each restrained in the tedious, day-to-day practice and learning torment.
Commonly known as the bottleneck period.
Any profession, any field, has a relative bottleneck period.
Only those who can quickly break through this bottleneck can have infinite possibilities within the field.
Dick glanced at the lunch by the desk, didn’t set aside his work, but instead grabbed a wet wipe from the side, wiped his hands with it, then took the hamburger in one hand, and took a big bite.
In front of him was last semester’s final exams, and though the exams had long since passed, he was still conducting quality assessments on the papers.
And right in front of the stack of test papers were three registration forms.
These were for the Interpretation Competition, jointly organized by schools across the United Kingdom during spring break.
Apparently, Dick was still hesitating about the distribution of spots.
The office door opened, and in came the class teacher from Class C,
"Sue is sitting outside on the floor reading; did you punish her?"
Dick was a bit surprised, "Now?"
"Yeah, I asked her, she said she doesn’t have class for the first period in the afternoon, and she’s waiting for you to give her a make-up lesson."
"Oh, then let her wait."
Dick said this and continued to devour the burger and evaluate the test papers.
Compared to the outdoors, the hallway was warmer, but compared to an office with the heat on, it was like being in an ice cellar.
At one-thirty, the office door opened again,
"Come in."
Su Xiaomeng raised her head excitedly and quickly slipped into the office, afraid that the door might be unmercifully shut.
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One person was busy with studies in London, while the other was busy with work in Beijing.
The municipal project, under the team personally led by Yin Shixiu, was progressing smoothly.
Government projects have always been under extra scrutiny by the media.
More than a week later, Yin Shixiu’s guidance in Beijing came to a conclusion, with the major directive set, leaving the follow-up entirely to Chen Lan.
Speaking of Chen Lan being transferred to Beijing, after Yin Shixiu dropped an appointment letter, it indeed surprised many.
The senior management of the group center recognized Chen Lan mainly as Yin Shixiu’s assistant, dealing with various chores,
Yet, this time, after Yin Shixiu returned to London, the original vice president in Beijing rose to president, and the vice president position was given to Chen Lan.
Most people didn’t agree with this move; ridicule towards Chen Lan outweighed any respect, with gossip more rampant than ever, speculating when this seemingly uninterested in all things, always maintaining distance from female colleagues, former assistant to the president, would be dismissed.
There were certainly many other speculations among the senior management about Yin Shixiu’s decision.
Such as having Chen Lan serve as a puppet president in Beijing, to report the situation of the Beijing Headquarters continually.
Another was maybe Yin Shixiu were wary of someone, hence the expected promotion within wasn’t done, or even dispatching someone easily from London.
Amongst all these conjectures, no one truly considered that in Yin Shixiu’s eyes, Chen Lan, who took on various miscellaneous tasks, was a high-caliber talent with leadership capability.
Over the past six months, there were increasing instances where people who underestimated Chen Lan ended up eating their words.
Since his promotion to executive vice president, Chen Lan’s character hadn’t changed, remaining quite affable; his disposition hadn’t changed, still appearing uninterested; his stance hadn’t changed, still respecting women from afar.
Yet, his decision-making abilities continuously gained recognition.
However...
"Boss, when will you transfer me back to London?"
"What’s wrong? Aren’t you doing well in this position?"
At this moment, Yin Shixiu was sitting in the vice president’s seat of Chen Lan, legs crossed, speaking indifferently.
Chen Lan shivered all over, uttering nine characters, "Isolation up high isn’t worth it, I want to go home."
Yin Shixiu chuckled, pulling a photo from his pocket and placing it on his desk, then stood up,
"This woman, for the next term’s endorsement, get her."
Chen Lan squinted, looking at the photo of the beautiful woman who seemed quite unfamiliar...
Yin Shixiu had already reached the door...
"Who is this woman!"
"Huang Tingting, originally named Cui Qiurong."
Yin Shixiu’s eyes became sharp.
"Wow! Brother Yang truly has skills, transformed her face like this and still managed to find her! Minister Yin sure has guts, daring to let this woman debut?"
"I suppose this woman changed her name to debut as she’s hiding from Yin Shiqing."
