During the school season, there are many people and cars at the school gate.
The car slowly drove into the school gate, and Zhang Jingzhi directed the car to the downstairs of the dormitory.
The accompanying bodyguards helped Zhang Jingzhi and Shaozi carry their luggage downstairs. Two other roommates who had arrived earlier heard that the two had arrived at the dormitory building and came down to help with the luggage. They were startled to see a group of bodyguards in suits.
"Whistle, Mirror, who are these people? Do you know them?"
The bolder dormitory head with a crew cut sneaked up behind Zhang Jingzhi and Shaozi and asked in a low voice.
Another classmate came over with his girlfriend who loved to watch the fun. The girlfriend's companions didn't dare to go forward, but were worried about their friend, so they stamped their feet anxiously behind them.
The students around also looked at this place strangely, and some of them were holding their phones as if they wanted to contact campus security.
Zhang Jingzhi quickly explained.
"It's okay, it's okay. This is my sister's bodyguard. He's helping me with my luggage. Don't get me wrong!"
"bodyguard?"
The head of the dormitory with a crew cut looked at Zhang Jingzhi in surprise.
"Mirror, your sister isn't a celebrity, is she?! You're such a jerk! You're hiding this from your roommates!"
Zhang Jingzhi pushed away the dormitory head's big face and said speechlessly.
"What are you imagining? My sister isn't a celebrity, she's just an ordinary person. She hires bodyguards just for safety."
The curious couple said,
"That's even more problematic. Why would ordinary people like us need bodyguards to protect our safety? And these bodyguards are obviously not ordinary. They look like top-tier bodyguards."
The male classmate said with a wink.
"Are you a hidden rich young man?"
The students nearby gathered around and chattered and speculated.
The girl with a melon-shaped face who accompanied her classmates to meet her boyfriend looked at Zhang Jingzhi curiously and asked.
"Zhang Jingzhi, is this true? Are you really a rich young master hiding your identity to experience life?"
Zhang Jingzhi saw the girl's face turn red instantly and spoke incoherently.
"No, no, that's not it. Don't listen to what they say. These are my sister's people. My sister came to City B for business, and my parents were worried, so they brought some bodyguards with them."
The title of "young master" instantly aroused Xiaozi's desire to share, and he quickly raised his hand to indicate that he had something to say. Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he went straight into the center of the crowd and stood next to Zhang Jingzhi, speaking loudly.
"I know. I came back with the mirror. Why didn't you ask me?"
When he spoke, his eyes were full of "Come and ask me" and I know gossip.
"Then tell me!"
The people around kept urging me.
After everyone's attention was focused on him, Whistle spoke first without giving anyone a glimpse of what was going on.
"Do you know how we got back to school this time?"
"Didn't you say you were coming back by plane?"
The dorm leader with a crew cut had asked in the dormitory group before, so he knew what means of transportation they took.
Whistle smiled mysteriously.
"Then do you know how we got on the plane?"
Some of the classmates around said with disdain.
"It's just first class or business class. What's there to brag about? Several of my classmates are sitting first class, and you can even sit at the top of the plane!"
Everyone around laughed. Shaozi didn't care, looking up at his classmates with a smug look.
"You're so ignorant! My friend came back on a chartered flight today, and the car drove right next to the plane. He didn't even have to walk on the road."
The students cried out in surprise.
"Charter flight? Doesn't that mean you're the only ones on the plane? That's awesome!"
Whistle said again.
"Do you know what her sister's housekeeper is called, Jingzi? He calls her Young Master! Just like on TV. So everyone, please be polite when you meet Young Master Zhang, okay?"
Whistle was like a sycophant, standing beside Zhang Jingzhi and bullying him. He was no longer the fresh-faced young man he had been when we first met this morning.
Zhang Jingzhi punched his friend next to him, covered his mouth with the whistle and dragged him upstairs.
After seeing the luggage being carried up, Zhang Wenyu left first, ignoring the group of young people playing behind him.
Driving in the area away from the university is not very easy either. That's how big cities are, there are always traffic jams. No matter how good or expensive the car is, it will be the same when it encounters a traffic jam, stuck in the road and unable to move.
Finally arriving home, the car drove into the gate and Zhang Wenyu quickly got out to stretch her legs. Although the car had plenty of space, she still felt suffocated by the traffic.
The residence that Uncle Zhuang had prepared in City B was a quadrangle with three entrances and three exits. With its gray tiles and red walls, it exuded a noble and imposing atmosphere.
There is also a courtyard at the back with rockery and flowing water, and a few plump koi swimming in the pond.
There was a patch of plum trees planted against the wall on one side. Uncle Zhuang introduced them as red plum trees, which made Zhang Wenyu instantly look forward to the arrival of winter and the beautiful sight of red plum trees in December.
This courtyard house should have been built later or has undergone major renovations. Although it is an antique design, it reveals traces of modernization everywhere.
There are several golden osmanthus trees planted in front of the master bedroom, and they will bloom in about a month.
Zhang Wenyu loves the scent of golden osmanthus and plans to pick some flowers to make sachets and osmanthus cakes. Osmanthus tea is also delicious, nourishing the skin and moisturizing the lungs.
So Zhang Wenyu had already been thinking about these osmanthus trees before the flowers even bloomed.
After lunch, Zhang Wenyu lay on the lounge chair in the yard and sent a message to An Ruo.
"I've arrived in City B. How are your preparations for the event going?"
An Ruo was having afternoon tea with a friend outside when her phone suddenly rang. Seeing it was a message from Zhang Wenyu, she picked up the phone and replied in surprise.
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