SCHS - Chapter 78
Chapter 78
When Wen Shixue's mind was filled with all sorts of messy thoughts, her smile would become even more innocent, harmless, and utterly guileless. Qin Zhen was all too familiar with this, so she directly asked, "Shixue, what are you thinking about?"
Wen Shixue rested her chin in her hand, saying without batting an eye, "Thinking about how to make my Vice President Qin happier tonight?"
One had to admit, Yu Hanhan's brainstorming ability was quite impressive; it made people happy just hearing it. Wen Shixue was merely making the best use of resources and talent.
Wen Shixue: Thank you, Hanhan Jie, for the happy little tips for couples!
Qin Zhen: "..."
Confirmed. Her little brain was definitely not thinking about anything proper.
Qin Zhen rubbed her forehead speechlessly. "Shixue, don't think about such messy things."
After hearing this, Wen Shixue slowly stood up, preparing to move closer and reason with her. She walked to her side, turned, and was about to sit on her lap, just as intimately as she would at home, when unexpectedly, Qin Zhen anticipated her next move.
Qin Zhen quickly stood up, supporting her soft lower back with one hand and resting the other on the cool desk. Her clear eyes reflected Wen Shixue's slightly smiling appearance. Instantly, she was enveloped by the elegant and cool scent of Wen Shixue's perfume. Everything around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the beautiful woman in her world.
They were within arm's reach.
Qin Zhen, as always, was serious. She held Wen Shixue's waist and reminded her with lowered eyes, "Shixue, this is the office."
Wen Shixue leaned against her, tilting her body slightly back. She gently reached behind her and touched the hand Qin Zhen had placed on the desk. The back of her hand was delicate and smooth, her fingers distinct and cool, still carrying the temperature of the cold wind. Wen Shixue held it with her slightly warm palm and raised an eyebrow.
Their current posture wasn't exactly pure either, but unlike her, Qin Zhen's current posture was unintentional, while everything Wen Shixue did earlier was premeditated, deliberately so.
She even deliberately rested her hand on Qin Zhen's shoulder now, saying with a smile, "That's a normal physiological need, not messy stuff."
She was so frank it was as if she had "I'm just craving Qin Zhen's body" plastered across her face.
Qin Zhen was speechless and prepared to gently push her away from her embrace, lest someone walk in and witness the scene.
Wen Shixue immediately said, "Wait a minute, be gentle, my back is sore."
Qin Zhen, of course, remembered. Her movements were as light as a breeze, as if Wen Shixue were a priceless treasure, afraid of bumping or bruising her. She didn't forget to scold her a little: "You know your back is sore now, but you didn't know just now?"
How could she have seen her turn around just now with movements so fluid she could star in an action movie?
Wen Shixue shamelessly said, "Yes, I didn't know just now." She quickly pecked Qin Zhen's lips and said, "After being rejected by my girlfriend, I knew. My heart ached so much my back got sore."
Then she looked at her pitifully. Qin Zhen always fell for this. At this moment, she just shook her head with a chuckle, held Wen Shixue's hand, and uncharacteristically kissed the back of her hand in the office. "Be good. You can be as intimate as you want when we get home."
Hearing this, Wen Shixue's eyes sparkled. "Okay, Teacher Qin."
Qin Zhen: "..."
Suddenly, "Teacher Qin"?
Wen Shixue: "Teacher Qin, I want to continue your physiology class when I get back."
Qin Zhen: "..."
What a proper yet improper course name.
Qin Zhen seemed to understand something and asked speechlessly, "...What persona are you playing now?"
Last time it was the hotel lady and the little secretary, what was it now?
Wen Shixue's cheeks were flushed, and her smile was radiant. "I'm Teacher Qin's underage, most precious student."
Qin Zhen, who suddenly understood what the wonderful roleplay was: "..."
...Just how many unknown naughty ideas were hidden in that little brain of hers?
...
Outside the window, light snow began to fall silently, the continuous white specks fluttering and reflecting on Yang Fangyu's glasses. After Qin Zhen left, he stood silently in the corridor from the office to the meeting room for a long time, his mind still replaying the meeting content. His sharp, silent face was reflected in the glass window.
Players of "Gui Hong" had always had a demand for game merchandise. Many players had expressed more than once that they wanted physical versions of some of the jewelry and equipment from the game. So, they had considered collaborating with jewelry merchants to produce this type of merchandise to satisfy the players' desires. However, they hadn't yet taken action, or rather, they hadn't decided which jewelry merchant to collaborate with.
They never expected Chenfeng Jewelry to approach them first. Their idea coincided with his, and the proposed terms of cooperation were sincere enough, but he still hesitated.
He was a meticulous and cautious person. He would only undertake something if he was ten-tenths sure of it. Moreover, collaboration required extreme caution. If either party had a problem, both parties' reputations would be affected.
"Gui Hong" was a work that their team had poured a lot of effort into; it was the production team's incredibly precious child. It wasn't easy for this child to steadily reach this point through thick and thin. This also forced them to scrutinize and evaluate every collaborator with twelve thousand points of care, considering all possible risks. Otherwise, if there was an accident, the reputation "Gui Hong" had painstakingly built would be ruined, resulting in a net loss.
Therefore, he needed to carefully consider the collaboration with Chenfeng Jewelry.
Chenfeng Jewelry, like its boss Wen Shixue, was young. From the current perspective, it was indeed a promising jewelry company, targeting mostly upper-class individuals and major clients. But their players weren't all upper-class. After collaboration, the price of merchandise would inevitably be adjusted to a range suitable for game players.
However, the key to the collaboration lay with Wen Shixue, a young lady who had been pampered since childhood, never experienced hardship, and didn't need to worry about her career prospects as an adult. For rich second-generation individuals like her, whether they wanted to dabble, live lavishly, or seriously manage a company was entirely up to their whim, something others could only envy.
If she just wanted to play around, Yang Fangyu had no right to interfere. But if "Gui Hong" was to collaborate with Chenfeng, Yang Fangyu had to take the "playing or serious" issue seriously.
If Wen Shixue was truly just playing, then even if Chenfeng failed in her hands, she wouldn't bat an eye, and Wen Lianchang wouldn't say a word of blame to her.
What if Wen Shixue cared about high-end customers but not ordinary ones? If the boss wasn't serious, the subordinates would often become lax. It wasn't uncommon for subsequent products to have problems because the higher-ups weren't invested. But "Gui Hong," which collaborated with them, would definitely be criticized, and perhaps some people would say they chose Chenfeng because it was cheaper than big brands.
It wasn't appropriate to directly ask about her management attitude now. Since she sent someone to discuss cooperation, how could she directly tell him whether she was just playing or seriously running the company? That would be losing face. But Qin Zhen's attitude made him feel that Chenfeng could be trusted...
He couldn't help but overthink again, becoming more and more tangled and annoyed. Finally, he scratched his head anxiously—damn it, making money was so hard!
Yu Hanhan happened to pass by and saw him scratching his head again. She immediately stepped forward to advise him to take care of his hair. "Boss, scratch gently, scratch gently."
Yang Fangyu stopped. Yu Hanhan said, "Are you agonizing again?"
Everyone in the company knew that Yang Fangyu scratched his head whenever he was agonizing.
Yu Hanhan: "What's wrong? Is it about today's collaboration?"
Yang Fangyu glanced at her and patted her shoulder. "It's nothing."
Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Yu Hanhan wisely didn't press further. Instead, she said, "Oh, right, Brother Li is looking for you. The annual jewelry design exhibition will start in a few days. He asked if you want to go and take a look this time too."
A grand jewelry design exhibition was held annually in the city. Renowned figures in the industry would gather there, adding luster to the exhibition. The exhibited works were selected by major jewelry brands, and designers would also be present, along with reporters from various magazines, attracting considerable external attention.
Yang Fangyu replied quickly, "Of course I'll go."
He firmly believed that making games was a process of continuous learning. Only by constantly broadening one's horizons could one create a better game world. Therefore, he and several colleagues from his team would always make time to visit any exhibition that could enrich their inspiration, regardless of what it was.
As for the collaboration with Chenfeng, he still had a week to consider. During this time, he could also send someone to Chenfeng's stores for an on-site inspection before making a decision.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to ask, "You know Vice President Qin. Do you know if Chenfeng has any designers participating in this design exhibition?"
Yu Hanhan thought for a moment, took out her phone, and said, "Wait a moment." She then called Qin Zhen. Three minutes later, she hung up and gave him the answer.
"Yes, two."
...
Three days later, Wen Shixue had completely recovered from her backache. She was lazily lying on the sofa, leisurely looking at the red invitation with gold trim from the jewelry design exhibition. Outside, the night was soft. She calculated in her mind that Xu Jianfan and Pan He should have arrived at the airport by now.
The designers representing Chenfeng at this exhibition were Xu Jianfan and Tao Wanwan. Du Xianyu had suggested them, and since it didn't differ much from what Wen Shixue had in mind, it was decided. The exhibition was scheduled for tomorrow, and Xu Jianfan happened to return today. Anyone could skip it, except for him, their trump card.
If their work received significant attention at the exhibition or was noticed by influential figures, it would be equivalent to receiving recognition and adding a layer of prestige, making it an excellent opportunity to make a name for themselves.
Wen Shixue closed the invitation, placed it on the coffee table, and weighed it down with her phone. She looked at Qin Zhen, who was getting off the treadmill. Her chest was gently rising and falling, her face flushed, her eyes filled with bright light, and the tear mole at the corner of her eye seemed to hold a thousand kinds of charm, subtly stirring her heartstrings.
Wen Shixue rested her chin in her hand and called out with a smile, "Teacher Qin."
Qin Zhen looked at her and saw her ask sweetly, "When are we having class?"
Wen Shixue: My girlfriend is too beautiful. Not craving her body would mean I'm not a real person!
Qin Zhen looked at her silently for a moment, then suddenly said, "Now." She turned and patted the treadmill, indicating, "Get on."
Wen Shixue raised her eyebrows in surprise and confusion, her gaze darting back and forth between her and the treadmill. Finally, she obediently walked onto the treadmill, then rested her hands on the handlebars and looked at her, like an eager student. "Teacher Qin, we can have class here too?"
Although she couldn't imagine how, she felt it would be very exciting.
Qin Zhen tucked Wen Shixue's long hair behind her ear and said softly, "Yes."
Then she changed the subject. "Physical education class."
Wen Shixue: "?"
She said without hesitation, "Teacher, I need to take sick leave."
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