Chapter 133 Midterm Exam Results [2 Updates]
"..."
The teahouse suddenly fell silent. The customers who heard this were all taken aback, including the receptionist who had come over.
When the girl looked up, her face was exposed to view.
In an instant, everyone around, whether of the same sex or the opposite sex, paled in comparison.
The power of good looks is too strong.
"What did you say?" The woman found it absurd and almost laughed. "You said you bought this place?"
She often dined here and knew that the teahouse owner was planning to sell it because he was going abroad.
However, the teahouse was old and the prices were very high, so she didn't want to buy it.
After all, her company incurs considerable expenses every month, so there's no need to add another bill.
But ten seconds ago?
What a load of nonsense.
Behind her sunglasses, the woman's expression betrayed her disdain. She shook her head repeatedly and changed her address: "Young lady, it's good to be young and ambitious, but you have to know when to stop."
Does a high school student know how dangerous society can be?
The woman spoke again, her words carrying a hidden meaning: "Young lady, there are some people you can't afford to offend. You'd better be careful in the future."
Ying Zijing ignored her and answered a phone call right in front of the woman.
"Hello!" came an excited voice from the other end of the phone. "Miss Ying, where are you? I'll have someone send it to you right now!"
STAR's VIP accounts are all registered with real names.
However, the name will only be seen when the two parties are making a large transaction.
If necessary, photos should be exchanged to facilitate identification.
The girl's voice was cool and succinct: "Downstairs."
The voice on the phone belonged to the teahouse owner. He was taken aback for a moment, but quickly recovered: "Okay, okay, I'll have my staff bring it to you. Thank you so much. I can finally get rid of this burden."
The call ended.
The woman frowned again, then genuinely laughed: "Young lady, your acting is quite good. If you hadn't taken my employee's dance costume, I might have recommended you for the entertainment industry. What a pity."
Unfortunately, that opportunity never came.
She can issue a ban with just a casual remark.
Although Nie Chao still didn't know what had happened, he was already furious: "I said you—"
His words were interrupted by the receptionist's cell phone ringing.
"Boss?" The receptionist glanced at the caller ID and quickly answered, "How can I help you?"
"I've already bought the plane tickets and sent you a photo on WeChat." The teahouse owner spoke quickly. "Give all the documents in my drawer to this young lady. She'll be your boss from now on. Goodbye."
The receptionist seemed a little flustered.
She opened WeChat and, after a long pause, looked up at the girl in a daze: "You...you're our new boss? The boss asked me to give you the prepared file folder."
The woman's smile froze at the corner of her red lips.
"Leave it for now," Ying Zijing stood up and said calmly, "Please ask her to leave."
The receptionist looked at the woman nervously: "Ms. Gao, I'm sorry, the boss has spoken, please leave."
She's just an employee; she still has to listen to the boss.
The woman's face turned pale and then flushed, and she looked disheveled for a moment.
She is 1.64 meters tall and is wearing 5cm high heels.
Even so, he was still almost half a head shorter than the girl.
Even the strongest aura suddenly shrank.
The woman gritted her teeth, turned around, and walked away quickly.
It looked like they were fleeing in panic.
The situation took such a rapid turn that Nie Chao was completely dumbfounded.
"Holy crap, man, how did you buy this?" He barely had time to process his shock before he asked, "Wait, when did you buy it?"
They've been here the whole time, not even for five minutes.
Ying Zijing, carrying the packaged snacks, casually uttered a single word: "STAR".
She's going to buy it anyway, so there's no difference between buying it earlier or later.
Nie Chao then remembered that this online shopping platform was practically a bug.
When STAR first went public, its slogan was—
There's nothing you can't buy, only things you haven't thought of.
Even principalities can be bought and sold, so a teahouse is really nothing.
However, if you can afford to buy a teahouse, STAR's membership level must be quite high.
For such expensive items, lower-level members don't have financial security, so the platform won't sell them.
Nie Chao has bought quite a few things on STAR, but they are all daily necessities and he hasn't bought anything big yet.
However, his father auctioned off an ancient castle in O continent at STAR five years ago. It is said to have been passed down from the 14th century and has a very beautiful view.
Grandpa Nie bought this so that one day he could hand over the Nie family business to the next generation and retire there.
Unfortunately, the wish never came true.
Nie Chao asked curiously, "Who is that woman?"
Ying Zijing paused for a moment: "You own an entertainment company, and you don't know it?"
"Ah, this?" Nie Chao scratched his head. "I was just playing around, I didn't even think about making money."
God knows why the producer was able to make a lot of money with such a melodramatic show.
Ying Zijing gave a faint "hmm": "That's pretty crazy, no need to get to know her."
**
Ying Zijing wandered around for a while, then brought the snacks to Fu Yunshen before returning to her room.
Several new messages appeared on my WeChat, sent by Shang Yaozhi.
It was already ten minutes ago.
【Dr. Ying, I'm so sorry. The person who came to see you today is our company's chairman. She misunderstood you when she saw me talking to you and wanted you to stay away from me. She has a bit of a mental illness, which is why that happened yesterday. I'm so sorry.】
Ying Zijin was not surprised.
The loss of the dance costume and the lack of surveillance footage were both the work of that woman.
It's just too basic and useless.
They're incredibly accurate at framing newcomers in the entertainment industry.
No need, it's none of your business.
After sending the message, Shang Yaozhi replied quickly.
Regardless, I, Divine Physician Ying, suffered this misfortune because of me. Fortunately, you are alright. I will definitely help you if you need anything in the future.
Ying Zijing looked at the message thoughtfully.
After thinking about it, she decided to say a little more.
[Just a heads-up: if you don't want to fail, change companies as soon as possible.]
Sitting in the van, Shang Yaozhi fell into deep thought upon seeing this sentence.
A few seconds later, he turned to his agent and asked, "How much longer do I have left on my contract with Star Entertainment?"
The agent was taken aback for a moment before replying, "There are still six months left."
Star Entertainment, also known as Star Entertainment, is currently one of the top three entertainment companies in China.
But a few years ago, it was just a small workshop.
It wasn't until they produced Shang Yaozhi, a movie star, that Star Entertainment grew into a major force.
However, outsiders say that Star Entertainment has unfair terms and conditions. Many trainees signed contracts but were not given opportunities for exposure. They wanted to terminate their contracts but didn't have the money, so their careers came to an end.
When Shang Yaozhi signed with Xingyu Entertainment, he was only sixteen years old.
This contract is for ten years.
And now, he's twenty-six, still using the same contract he had ten years ago.
Winning the Golden Flower Award for Best Actor is glamorous, but the salary he receives is all withheld by Star Entertainment.
"Hmm." Shang Yaozhi paused for a moment, "After these six months are over, I won't renew the contract."
The agent, aware of Xingyu's situation, agreed: "Given your status, Xingyu couldn't force you to stay, nor could they issue any blacklist. There was no need for you to leave, especially with the chairman..."
He shook his head and didn't continue.
She looks normal, but she's actually a crazy woman.
**
On May 5th, the teachers of the second year of high school ended their holiday early and returned to school.
They need to calculate the midterm exam scores, rank them, and then post the top 100 on the school bulletin board before school starts tomorrow.
I thought it would be a very simple task, and it was indeed quite simple, but this time the results...
Several teachers fell silent as they stared at a computer screen.
They stared at each other, not knowing what to do.
Just then, the dean of academic affairs walked in wearing a newly bought short-sleeved shirt with his hands behind his back: "Have the final grades arrived yet?"
The teachers turned around and saw the academic affairs director, who was tanned as dark as coal: "..."
The teacher in charge of calculating the overall scores had a strange expression and spoke with difficulty: "It's out, these are the scores, right, Director? It's... well..."
"What...whatever?" After a great trip, the dean of academic affairs was in a good mood and waved his hand, "I brought you some local specialties from the seaside. Everyone can share them later."
The teachers were in no mood to distribute local specialties; they simply pushed the computers in front of the academic affairs director, their faces expressionless: "Director, you should take a look for yourself."
"Of course I want to see it myself. There are so many people, you can't possibly know everyone. I just want to know who got first place and what their score was." The dean of academic affairs took out his glasses from his pocket, put them on, and looked at the computer. "But what's with that complicated expression on your face? What's wrong? Was this exam too difficult, and it made you—"
The words came to an abrupt halt.
Good morning!
Guess how many points Ying Huang scored?
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(End of this chapter)
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