Chapter 90 The Woman Who Drives a Maybach to School

The employees were going crazy. Was this still the same boss who could intimidate people with his imposing presence?

Their curiosity was practically bursting, but no one dared to look up. They all pretended to be deaf and blind, flipping through the documents in their hands.

I'm so bored with all the documents I can't read that my notebook is practically a black pancake.

He was internally cursing his boss for being so flamboyant when it came to dating, even engaging in role-playing.

One or two of them were bursting with excitement, wanting to take out their phones and gossip with their friends.

After Wei Yin finished speaking, his phone made a short "thump" sound, and he realized that Yan Kui had hung up the phone. He thought she was probably shy again, so he chuckled and put the phone back on the table.

I looked up at the employees in front of me, all of whom had their heads bowed.

He tapped his knuckles on the table: "Excuse me, let's begin the meeting."

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Yan Kui on the other end of the phone felt that she really couldn't outsmart Wei Yin. With so many people around, he could casually say that he was her boss.

Yan Kui admitted it this time.

She lost completely; Wei Yin's skin was just too thick...

Yan Kui looked at the paper on the computer, sorted out her thoughts, pulled Wei Yin out of her mind, and then focused on revising the paper.

Time flew by, and the day of Yan Kui's first thesis review arrived.

I sent Wei a message early in the morning, but he hadn't replied yet, so I got up and went back to my room to change my clothes.

Yan Kui wore a more formal outfit today.

Wearing a black velvet suit dress and 7cm stiletto heels, with her hair pulled back, she looked sophisticated and sexy.

Yan Kui looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction, admiring her own beauty, and didn't forget to take a picture of herself and send it to Wei Yin.

I gathered my documents, grabbed the key from the shoe cabinet, and drove my black Maybach to Nanjing University.

Yan Kui was a good driver and drove steadily to the Nanjing University parking lot. When she got out of the car, she was constantly being stared at, but Yan Kui ignored her and carried her bag to the teaching building.

Upon entering the classroom, Yan Kui saw many people she hadn't seen in a long time.

For example, Pan Cheng.

Pan Cheng and she were in the same department, but not the same class. Today's first review was conducted by a group of teachers from the department, so everyone in the department was here.

Pan Cheng also saw Yan Kui and stretched out her arm to wave at her.

Yan Kui saw this, walked over, and sat down next to Pan Cheng.

As soon as she sat down, Pan Cheng started her chatterboxing: "Oh my, you look even better now that you've been away from the Yan family. Did you put on makeup?"

"Where did you go after you left the Yan family?"

"You changed your phone number too? I tried calling you but you didn't respond."

"What have you been up to lately?"

"Do you want me to lend you some more money? Hey, is that a new M brand outfit you're wearing? You're not short of money, are you?"

"Hey, why aren't you replying to me? I warned Jiang Feifei about you before, but she has a good relationship with the new guy from the Yan family, so it's no use me saying anything..."

Yan Kui couldn't stand her talking so much in one breath and said, "Aren't you going to seek justice for Bai Jiaqing?"

Pan Cheng smiled awkwardly upon hearing this: "Oh dear, you don't know how miserable Jiaqing is. The new girl from the Yan family also wants to marry Huo Qingshi, and Jiaqing is completely dejected now."

Yan Kui scoffed, "You two seem to have a pretty good relationship, huh? Why didn't you invite her when she and Yan Shuyu came to kick me out?"

Pan Cheng froze, suddenly remembering that besides that slap, Bai Jiaqing and Yan Kui also harbored such deep hatred...

Clearing his throat, he said, "Yan Kui, Jia Qing went too far. Next time, I'll make her apologize to you and calm you down..."

Yan Kui glanced at her briefly without saying a word, feeling as if Pan Cheng's brain had been chewed up by a dog.